The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:58am
The thinnest strip of Silver
sets My North Eastern View
The Horizon line it designates —
starting at the scrub spruce
travelling to a brown roof top
where the center of The Horizon
turns dark grey
travelling to the second roof top
and beyond to My Neighbour’s
leafy tree
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 9:55am
EYE am The Artist
standing at My Door
waving Good-bye to My Husband
dressed in My Thick Grey Robe
the substance of The Sky
today
on a day
when anything can happen
Sobey’s Parking Lot 3:55pm
Through roadside fields of Lupine
I drove My Manuscript
home
after saying Good-bye
to My New Psychiatrist
I will see no longer —
“How will You remain stable?”
She asked,
“EYE will be looking after
M(EYE) Self”
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:45am
Eye catch a glimpse
of Silver out past the edge
of the scrub spruce forest —
I am left today
with the hangover of My Halo
effect of yesterday — all day —
when My Husband had to stay home
in the afternoon
as I taunted Him
with soiled underwear
The Hawk Deck 9:35am
With My Right Hand over My Eyes
I stand at attention
as The Waves march in
as I held My Hand over
My Heart
as A Child in School
pledging My Allegiance
to The Flag
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 3:20pm
How dare anyone
infiltrate My Sanctuary —
especially The Father of My 2.4 Children —
here to The North I have
the forest of scrub spruce I love
the stone wall upon which I contemplated
smashing My Precious Life Glass —
how dare anyone
even a neighbour I like
enter across My Eastern Ocean View
upon which I gaze with such favour —
out there I can let My Mind
be free — free of past
hurt and negation
free of obstacles to My Happiness
so profound
as I stand before
the shores
of My Intellect
The Hawk West Desk Window 11:15am
EYE am Star Collector
X-traodinaire
EYE stick Their molten surfaces
to M(EYE) finger tips
and drop Them into
Their Little White Star Box
housing M(EYE) Ring
of Shimmering Rose Design
Sobey’s Parking Lot, Barrington Passage, NS 2:30pm
EYE am Star Woman
on Parade
with M(EYE) Hot Orange
Bouquet
of Mother-in-law Roses
EYE am moving out of the lull
of Spring
into a Summer
of Majesty
and far-flung Love
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 10:22am
My Ten-thousand Square Foot Painting
still EXISTS
albeit underground
in two unwieldy bundles
somewhere within the confines
of The Orangetown Dump
in Rockland County, New York
where I grew up
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:37am
The Sun is somewhere
behind The Fog
I see the murky Silver
of sky and sea
I see The Price
of Gigantic Bars
fluctuating on
My Computer
Screen
Joanna Gilman Hyde 