Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: 9/11 artist

NAKED AS I WRITE

The Hawk West Desk Window 11:00pm

Over Seven Billion Human Hearts

are beating away —

some for the last time

some for the first —

how can Their Rhythms

be harnessed

for the awaited

Destiny of The Divine:

The Emblem of Far-reaching Truth

& Prosperity

of Our Organism?

OUR SHOWER

The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:30pm

When I had My Shower of Silver Lights

over twenty years ago

I transferred

The Totality of God

on & into My Self

& spoke of It as such

ever since

Until Today

I spoke It all again

to a beautiful brown-haired woman

& by so doing

I

have

become

OURS

THOSE WIVES

The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:15pm

Some Wives willingly take care

of Their Husbands’ Intimacies:

They wash & fold Their Boxers & Socks

pick up fingernail clippings

from around the bathroom sink

wash Their Husbands’ Hair before work

(not on weekends)

& clean out the tub

aside from being served His Meals

My Husband is fairly self-sufficient

but I must remind Him —

I am not one of Those Wives

“This Has Gone On Long Enough”

The Hawk Deck 6:25pm

My Husband said these words today

as He is a participant

in My Fate

but maybe I can be just

an observer

now that My Husband

Who still loves Me

can carry the weight

of the past twenty years

YOUR HAND

The Hawk Queen Bed 10:22pm

Your Hand upon My Forearm

— My Left —

is like a caress of Gold

but Silver

I must have

The Light Of The Night

Let Me Go

into Tarnished Darkness

for I am certain

not to be alone

There

DEPENDENCE DAY

The Tomato-coloured Couch 6:22pm

In This Red Book

I Write Instruction

for Women of Child-bearing Years

I Write Steadfast Instruction:

Lay Down Your Tools

of Abortion

Think

of The Twins

Think

of The Single Entities of Humanity

Look At What You Are Doing

To Your Selves

And To The People Who Love You

Think

of What Possession

You Have Been Given —

How Can You Not Want It?

He And She Are A Significant Part

of You

And You Are

All Of Them

LISTENING

The Hawk Deck 1:50pm

If That Little Yellow Bird

came to My Scraggly Apple

I think I would cry

with delight

but for now His Absence

is telling Me

I am in A New Phase

of Listening —

OH MY GOD

HE CAME

HE CALLED

HE FLEW

almost in an instant

My Faith in My Self

My Universe

is Restored

 

I JUST SAVED A BUG

The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:30pm

I Just Saved A Bug:

He must have come from My Star-studded Walk

to The Post Box

tripping past Galaxies

of Dandelions & Daisies

to return

to sit on My Tomato-coloured Couch

& I saw Him, Tiny Him

with wiggly legs

on My Right Grey Sleeve

(He wasn’t a tic)

I got up & went out to The Portico

where I showed Him The Edge

of My Red Plastic Deck Chair —

He Took It

I don’t know what He’ll find There —

BEEF STROGANOFF

The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:40pm

I saw My DVD today

& had a mild heart attack

–He was was with His Wife

I was with My Man

walking into Sobey’s

I turned around

& ran for the car

parked next to the sign

“In The Event of An Emergency

Gather Here”

My Husband had to drive Me home

a babbling basket case

possibly unable

to make

Beef Stroganoff

the ingredients of which

I bought in The Little Store

in Clark’s Harbour

 

WEDNESDAY’S CHILD

The Hawk Kitchen 11:40am

One Day This Week

I grew into A Giant

somewhere between

Prom on Saturday

& Graduation on Thursday —

It was Wednesday

I came out of The Bathroom

Naked

& felt My Shoulders Rise

My Chest Heave

My Legs Muscle Up —

I felt My Self Grow

like Alice In Wonderland

& climbed the stairs DOWN

to go tell Hunter:

“I’m A Giant —

I’m A Giant!”

I’m A Giant of A Mother

I’m A Giant of A Wife

I’m A Giant of A Lover

I’m A Giant of My Life