Joanna Gilman Hyde

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GALACTIC CITIZEN*

The Hawk Kitchen 7:10pm

In The Briefest Moment

I Saw The Spiral

Of A Particle Of Dust

Against The Black Of My Cell Phone

And Suddenly Understood

The Necessity Of FORM

Before My Breath

Took It Away

*Robert David Steele

Open-Source Everything Manifesto

FROM A WOULD-BE ANTI-CHOICE PROTESTER

The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:57pm

What would I say if faced

with a pregnant woman about to walk

into an abortion clinic?

“That Human You Carry

Comes From You —

To Kill It Is To Kill A Sacred Part

Of Your Self”

STAR DUST

The Hawk Deck 12:47pm

I see a slice

of The Universe

on the dark screen of My Cell

hit by The Sun

illuminating dust —

or am I giving too much

away?

CREATIONISM

The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:25pm

The House Fly I cupped

in My Right Hand

and released beyond

My Front Door

knows My Scent

and carries It with Him

into Reality

FOR POTTERFAN97

June 15, 2014 The Hawk Queen Bed 10:53am

I have carried My Body

through These 22 Years

first shuffling, now striding

poised in readiness

for any meeting

haphazard or planned

to jump to new heights

landing Who Knows Where

or Why?

RED & WHITE

The Tomato-coloured Couch 6:22pm

I stare across

to My Neighbour’s Canadian Flag

stretched out & shivering

in the gusts

I feel My Veins quickening

& know too hard

The Eye is self-trained

to soak in The Flickering

& feed It to The Blood

LAST NIGHT’S SILVER

June 8, The Hawk Living Room 10:00pm

I’ve Caught The Moon

In My Living Room Sky Light

Arriving

Through This Late

And Early

Evening

I See Its Thin Beam

Shining Down To Our Balcony

Through The Spindles

Defining Shadows

Of The Luminous Streaks

Of My Age

 

BLACK STAR

The Hawk West Desk Window 10:22pm

2 I Am Black Star

2 I Have The Whole World

2 Reading My Mind

 

“And The Shadow Of The Day”*

The Hawk Window Seat 2:22pm

I Am The Warrior In Grey

My Broad Shoulders

Rising From

My Silver Gown

I Am Ready To Fight

For The Permanent Existence

Of Humankind

On This Planet

& anywhere

else

Linkin Park

 

SEE OUR SILVER

The Hawk West Desk Window 6:18pm

I am seething to write

what a friend suggested I paint —

I cannot paint It

for It still moves

crashes

in fleeting streaks

all around Me

like the clatter

of shooting cameras

as some Superstar

emerges from a limousine