Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: 9/11

SMOOTHIE

The Hawk Family Room 4:49pm

My Daughter Eliza handed Me

the tail end of a smoothie

strawberry froth

lining the bottom of a glass

I slurped the remnants of berry seeds

and minuscule bubbles

leaving a spherical star-scape

tilted toward the sun —

a pink piece

of The Universal Puzzle

BODY STATISTICS

weight:  142 lbs. (can’t weigh 122 lbs. — that’s what Daughter weighs)

height:  5′ 4″

eyes:  blue

hair:  light brown — grown-out haircut

dress size:  8

bra size: 36B

shoe size:  7 1/2

ring size:  ?

Left Side:  receptive

Right Side:  giving

written in beam of light 19″ across

Moving From Right To Left

 

HOW I GOT MY RED WOOL RUGS

May 1st The Hawk Queen Bed 10:05pm

The First, five feet by seven, hung illuminated

like a single flame

in a New York City Rug District Window —

I gasped and gaped and walked inside

whereupon an alert salesman

showed Me The Larger Companion lying flat —

a Chinese carved nine by eleven

solid red

He said I could have Both for Two Thousand Dollars

Now Where Was A Starving Artist

in 1985

going to get Two Thousand Dollars to spend

on the double richness of wool from China

for an apartment barely big enough to accommodate one rug?

Her only job was working in a Japanese Piano Bar

where She diluted Chivas Regal with water and ice

and lit Japanese Business Men’s cigarettes

for an hourly wage of ten tax-free dollars

until two in the morning six nights a week

At this job She was expected to converse

and to Her Advantage She spoke of Her Art Projects —

one completed on the roof of The Commodities Exchange Building

of The World Trade Center

and Her Next Project:

A Bracelet for The Statue of Liberty

for The 1986 Centennial of New York’s Present from France —

One Very Nice Business Man Named Yoshi

handed over a check for Two Thousand Dollars —

with no expectations —

This Check burned Its way into cash

and when Joanna was informed by The National Parks Department

that there was no way in Hell She would be allowed

to put The Bracelet, yet to be made, ON The Arm

She decided to do something She wasn’t accustomed to doing:

She gave up Her Project

bought the rugs

and slept on Them in Her Bedless Studio Apartment

on St. Mark’s Place

Lower East Side of Manhattan

SINGULARITY

The Hawk Kitchen 9:11pm

Something Broke Tonight:

It Wasn’t My Heart

It Wasn’t My “Nerves”

It Was A Clay Parrot

One Of A Non-identical Pair

hand-carved from Africa

used as falling-down bookends

By My Mother

Ornaments By Me

well, One got tipped off the top

of My hand-made doll cabinet

— landed on Its Beak —

that was It — crushed

pulverized & shattered

I Needed That

GLORIFY THY SELF

Shelburne, NS 12:30pm

Take The Power

That Is Yours

From Your Hair

Your Dress

Your Silver Jewellery

Take The Power

From Your Mind

Your Dreams

Your Aspirations

Look To The Sky

What Birds Do You See?

Are They Black Or White

& What Does That Mean?

NOVA SCOTIA

The Hawk West Desk Window 7:36pm

I wore My Blue Nose Dress

red sleeveless top, blue skirt

with white linear arrows appliquéd

on front, pointing up

— or were they pointing down?

It was The Outfit I remember

of all My Childhood Ferry Crossings

driven from Valley Cottage, New York

by a sleep-deprived Mother

to Bar Harbour, Maine’s Blue Nose Port

— with a younger Brother I barely remember —

driven and ferried every summer to Nova Scotia

The Province I would stay in

all My Adult Life —

married twice

with the lives & death of My 2.4 Children —

to live in old houses

on an island

on the mainland in woods named Atlantic

in an historic town named Shelburne

in a doctor’s big white castle in Barrington Passage

& now a new house

— new island —

on the point farthest south:

The Hawk, Cape Sable Island

where My Second Husband sleeps

on low blood pressure

while maintaining His high pressure job

taking care of nearly half the population

this end of the county —

and what do I do?

I am a housewife —

The Laziest In The World

according to My Daughter

& I Write To Tell The World

THE GREY-ROBED FIGURE

The Hawk Deck NOON

The Grey-robed Figure

spirited out of bed at 11:00

takes Her Tea out to The Deck

assesses Her Timing

of This Morning’s Flirtation

with Depression

marked by Her Son’s Imminent Departure

for which She is cancelling

The Last Supper

ADORNMENT

Highway 103, NS 5:00pm

Today at The Halifax Shopping Centre

I saw Two Muslim Women

talking on cell phones

through Head Scarves —

One Face completely veiled —

This Day when Hunter bought

smoky quartz earrings

for My Early Birthday

FOR THE GIRL WHO HAS EVERYTHING

The Hawk Living Room 3:15pm

Here, take This Silver-bricked

Highway

out to Your Island

take Your Golden-haired Daughter

out to Her Corral

take Your Silver-haired Husband

out of His Office

fly Your Little Man

over the scrub spruce

out to Your Paradisical Beach

Jing-A-Ling

The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:30pm

I heard Your Name

Callin’ W

over the loud speaker

@ Sobey’s

Today

W/ Dr Blair

Who Thinks

You’re OK