The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:22pm
I am sitting, aligned
with The Sun, a candle
& My LIFE Glass, The Earth
before Me, ahead of My Right Knee
orbiting My Oval Glass Coffee Table
I am in the outer reaches
of The Solar System
My Couch is an asteroid belt
& My Room, My Living Room
is The Universe
contained
in This
My
Mind
The Hawk West Desk Window 3:55pm
Women The World Over
sit on tomato-coloured couches
with wads of dough
between Their Legs
kneading to the rhythm
on The Radio
while Their Men
as handsome as They are
go down in The Basement
to work The Bowflex
The Hawk West Desk Window 2:22pm
Women The World Over
are feeding Lunch to Their Men
& cleaning up afterwards
while The Game’s still on
The Hawk West Desk Window 4:11pm
ICONIC POWER:
WESTERN FEMININE APPEAL
COLLIDES WITH ISLAM
The Hawk West Desk Window 11:45am
My Children live
in temporary housing:
Peak’s is an 8′ x 12′ cubicle
in a modular unit
furnished by Cenovus
in Alberta —
Eliza’s is a room in the basement
of a house owned by a single mother
5 minutes away from Acadia University
These are the rooms
meant for not much more than laying down One’s Head —
the private enclaves of worker and student —
These are the habitats of youth
on the move
on Their Way to achieving
some semblance of
permanance
The Hawk Kitchen 5:00pm
I Pledge Allegiance
To One Fat Cloud
Watched Out My Kitchen Window
Until It Shrinks From A Golden Swath
Into A Fluff Of Grey
and I lose it
The Tomato-coloured Couch 2:22pm
saw Dark Hawk in flight
against My Turbulent Sky:
Survival Power
The Hawk Queen Bed 1:22pm
Trying to take a nap
with one Ativan
& My Doctor/Husband beside Me
I am in My Underwear
with snow squalls out Our window
— I don’t have My Glasses on —
everything’s all a blurb
The Hawk Queen Bed 10:22am
The Day Looks Much Like
A Day In Early Spring:
Snow Banks Lined With Slush
Over Ground Sodden
Beneath The Blowing Fog
Of Yester-year
The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:55pm
Deer Trio Out Back
Stealthily Graze Well-marked Path
I Join Transfixed Cats
*title by WHB
Joanna Gilman Hyde 