Joanna Gilman Hyde

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SILVER SERMON

I HAVE POLISHED MY SILVER TORCH

Join Me In My Fundamental Guidance

–Yes, There Is God

No, We Are Not Dying–

We are Self Organizing

re-distributing Our Wealth

in All Forms:

Our Wealth of Individuality

Our Wealth of Spirituality

Our Wealth of Divine Intelligence

& Our Every-day Intelligence

We are going somewhere

& that Place is

The Here & Now

Join Me In My Fundamental Guidance

–You need not be “saved”

You, We, Need To Be Applauded–

Applaud Us, Ourselves

We Are The Ones Who Are Praise-worthy

God is Our Audience

Yet God is Our Substance

Our Flesh & Blood

Our Brains

Our Mind

The Silver Torch Is Lit

for Us

The Inseparable

THE HAWK DECK ANNIVERSARY

Today is One Year

from when My Friend Craziest Horse

uploaded Self Organizing Galaxy

onto YouTube–

I am a YouTube Artist now

with a solid 1,535 views under My Vest

and a career that’s unfolding

into the 2nd half of My Life

THE HAWK DECK 7:28pm

My Husband/Doctor tells Me

The Sound of The Waves

works on The Pleasure Centres

of My Brain

like a narcotic, like opium

or nicotine or cocaine

& I say The Sound relaxes & invigorates–

I am addicted to The Surf–

It crept up on Me

over the course of these two years

& I never knew I could be so healthy

THE HAWK GLASS TABLE 9:40am

Just as I was gauging My Happiness Quotient

I mangled a spider

in the laundry line wheel–

before resuming My Favourite Chore

I had to leave My Deck

to get a tissue

to sop up the yellow blob

of That Instant

THE HAWK DECK 6:52pm

I spy a stalwart Robin

perched on My Neighbour’s Laundry Pole

I watch awhile

until She flies

down to the grass

& there goes My Poem

Oh My God — She’s Back!

I forgot The Fog–

The Fog is wafting past Her

The Hedge is rustling below Her–

Oh, There She Goes–

HOUSES I HAVE WORKED ON

The Hawk Deck 7:20 pm

HOUSES I HAVE WORKED ON

If My Mother worked on a house

does that count for Me?

She rubbed lemon oil into My Father’s Furniture

before the move to McNutt Island

when I was a child–

I did re-paint My Bedroom there

before the arrival of My First Husband

Then He & I pregnant with Our First Born

built The Thoreau House–

the one-room post & beam

We wouldn’t sell for a million dollars

He & I fixed up The Shakespeare House

in Shelburne for My Mother–

She paid us–

& then We bought our own

with no electricity & no plumbing–

I put My Soul into that Atlantic House

if not My Heart

& then My Mother died

& My Days of House-fixing were over.

I had Eliza & an affair

with an adoring doctor–

My Second Husband now–

& The House He & I have on The Hawk

should be My Final Resting Place–

though I feel It may not be

despite all the trim here

I have painted:

Living Room, Dining Room

Family Room, Hallway

Balcony, Stairs

& Corner Room–

and all The Artwork I have hung

THE HAWK BEDROOM 12:05pm

SILVER

I have awakened Today

with The Weight of Silver

on Me & in Me

I must lug My Self

out from under

My Silver Comforter

to pee in The Bathroom

to pull out My Chair

from under My West Desk Window

to write The Transmutation

of The Shower of Silver Lights

crashing down around Me

now pulling Me bodily down

into My 144 Pounds:

I am worth My Weight in Silver

I am 2304 Ounces of The New Age

POST 122

SILVER

and anything associated with it

THE HAWK DECK 6:27pm

MY KITTY

Astro Jasper Cosmo

is My Big Black Panther —

The Biggest Black Panther —

The Biggest, Hugest, Sleekest

Most Beautifulest Black Panther

in The Whole Wide World

to come out of

The Wilds of The Hawk

–w’ de cute l’il vampire toofies–

He’s My Super Cat

I Love Him

IRONY

1/2 of India sits

in The World’s Largest Blackout

I sit on My Deck

with My Black Astro

lying across Me

while I wait

for a call from My Realtor

maybe with an offer

on My Mother’s Island House

complete with Windmill

& Solar Tracker