Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: 9/11 artist

EYE WORE M(EYE) THICK GREY ROBE

The Hawk Corner Room 10:44am

I know a beautiful woman

with raven hair

sprinkled with Silver —

She hears voices

criticizing Her Every Move

and She lies, sedated,

in My Oh So Familiar

Psychiatric Unit —

Lord I love Her

& She writes & paints

and I would do anything

to make Her Voices

into Messages of Courage

and Support

AS THE FUTURE TURNS

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:42pm

EYE carry A Poem Of Mine

with Me now

in case I need to read It

out loud —

EYE could read It anywhere

any time

even in The Dead Of Night —

It’s “Good Morning, World!”

written five & a half years ago

EYE am ready

MY STAR

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 11:26am

Today I picked up A Star

(Silver of course)

off My Thick Grey Bath Mat

It glinted at Me

as I sat on the toilet

and so I caught It

on My Left Index Finger

and scraped It off

with My Little Metal Star-scraper

into A Little White Box

of Indeportenz*

and named It

Joanna

*word of mine from My Childhood used to describe small collections of special things and later business envelopes and their contents My Mother would give Me to play with — usually junk mail.

MY 55th BIRTHDAY*

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:54am

A funny thing happened

this morning when I woke

at dawn:

I thought I was in Hunter’s Bed

& thought immediately of moving

into Eliza’s

when I realized I was

already there

*My Blog is Four Years Old

MY PATH

The Tomato-coloured Couch 2:00pm

Today I watched

a Universe drift through

My House — It started —

if I can use that phrase —

under a table in The Living Room

which displays The Heads of Hunter & Rudy*

and when I opened the front door

to let a cat in

(She changed Her Mind)

The Universe swept Its Self through

My Dining Room

and into The Kitchen

to roll to a stop

helices intact

string theories in place

at My Grandmother’s wrought iron chair

where I sit

to look out

 

*Rudy died on Tuesday, April 26th.  He never got to see the sculpture.

 

NOW EYE HAVE THE SAME

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 10:05am

At Jordan Bay

My Grandmother

always watched The Ocean

dazzling —

She would tell Me

about The Diamonds

and Stars

and She would

allow Me to

relish Them and to

revel in Them

PAINTING FINISHED

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 9:34pm

M(EYE) BODY STAR

is a diamond

M(EYE) BIRTH STONE

with one line of radiating silver

out from each of four points

M(EYE) BODY STAR

is hard and dark

ten and a half feet high

not yet signed

while specks of glitter

silver and black

follow Me around

M(EYE) HOUSE

PAINTING PROCESS

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:05pm

I have M(EYE) BODY

figured out —

after a blood red flood

(it was blood after-all)

I have the beginning of a star

in the center

& black drips adding action

along three of four sides

The Format is vertical

eleven feet high

The Star will be configured

according to

M(EYE) MIND

STARTING M(EYE) BODY

The Hawk Kitchen Sink 5:02pm

Into a cauldron

of an old half gallon

of “Deliciously Hot 2E1-8  F122”

I stirred all the reds

& purples I had from years ago

diluted with several sour cream containers

of water:

old tubes of Dioxine Purple

Permanent Alizarian Crimson

Cadmium Red Hue

Permanent Magenta

Permanent Rose —

I was going for Blood

but what I got

is Female Genitalia

ALIENS KEEP BACK

The Hawk Basement 10:34am

Last Night I had to roll

up My Aquatic Foliage

as I had signed it off

unsuitably for My Husband’s

viewer-ship

& so It lies

on My Basement Floor

ready to be saturated

with RAID