Joanna Gilman Hyde

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WEEKEND BABIES

October 7, 2012, The Hawk West Desk Window 10:22pm

Both My Children were born

weekend babies —

Peter, deprived of oxygen

at supper time on a Sunday

two days after Christmas

Eliza into a pool of regulated water

at 9:04 on a Saturday Night

smack in the middle of October

Both are grown now

Their official Childhoods over

yet They play — and work:

Peak in His Darkroom Camper

Gub at University, running

Both take Their Play — and work — very seriously

It is Their hard-won achievement

and You can imagine how proud of Them I am

EMBRYONIC ABSORPTION

The Hawk Dining Room 3:53pm

I rest My Chin

in The Child’s Posture

between My Fists

I contemplate The Greyness

of My Ocean

It’s All Mine

nobody

can steal It

away

I

will

hold

It

to

Me

within My Veins

within My Flesh

within My Insides

I Am The Salt

I Am The Water

I Am Here

in The Child’s Stance

ELIZA HAEGHAERT HYDE

The Hawk Portico 1:15pm

On A Day Like Lovely Today

Eighteen Years Ago

I Laboured All Day

With My Daughter

Who Was Hardly A Labour

Born Into An Inflatable Pool

@ 9:04 That Night:

She Came Out PERFECT

THE HAWK WEST WINDOW 2:10pm

What Is It

That Is The Spirit of A Cat

Who Takes So Long To Die?

Is She The Eternal Spirit

In All of Us

Striving To Be Born

Striving To Be Conceived

Striving Not To Leave This World

Yet Seeking The Wonderment

Of Endless Others?