Joanna Gilman Hyde

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JUST HOW BAD WAS I?

The Hawk Deck 12:05pm

On this very beautiful day

in July

just how bad was I

when I insisted to My Husband

on December 18

that I go back to the hospital

dressed in a black negligee

bare feet

and bullet proof vest?

Just how bad was I

when My Children came home

that Christmas

and left My House?

I was on

a double dose of Olanzapine

the poison I have been off

now for one month

of nearly halcyon existence

I need My Children —

They can help Me change

the music in My Car

from Joy Division and Future Islands

to something new and cogent

RESTORATION

Eliza’s Room 9:1pm

 

From the kitchen

there’s a pink cloud over

The Scraggly Apple

and from upstairs

in Eliza’s Room

The Same Pink Cloud

is stretched along the beach

beyond the wooded scrub spruce

in preparation

for My Good-Night

 

TRUTH

The Hawk Deck 8:02am

I slept last night

a proper eight hours

for the first time

since getting hit between the eyes

by The Divine Perfection

of My Double Rainbow

@ 6:00am on June 15th —

sublimity enabled Me to go

off that abject medication —

now My Existence

rings as True

as The Call of The Cow Bird

preening Himself

against My Car Mirror

as free as The Rooster’s Laugh

as assured as The Surge

of The Sea

ALL IS BRIGHT

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 6:20am

I Love The Sun

filling My Kitchen

accompanying the coffee pot

bringing the bird song in

through the screened

outpost window

& filling My Life

POP UP

The Hawk Corner Room 5:45am

I watched The Sun Rise

first a golden glimmer —

then it popped up

rising faster

than it seemed to go down last night

I am off the anti-psychotic medication

I took to sleep for twenty-odd years

& am waking earlier

but feeling

great

THIS MORNING

The Hawk Portico 6:11am

The tail ends

of a Magnificent Double Rainbow

grace The Cape

at the crack of dawn

this morning

I saw It in Its Full Glory

at 5:44am

& texted all My Friends

HORIZON STOP GAP

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

DEPARTURE

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

EYE DID IT!!

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”

AFTERMATH OF M(EYE) HALO

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