Joanna Gilman Hyde

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LIL’ MISS

The Hawk Dining Room 10:38pm

Lil’ Miss Joanna Banana

carried Her Bunch of Bananas

to the front check-out at Sobey’s

but only One Line was open

& It was full

Lil’ Joanna Banana was in a hurry

so She thought of The Other Store

& put The Bunch back

(She thought of stealing a single banana for breakfast

but Lil’ Miss Joanna Banana was too honest)

She exited Sobey’s in Her 2004 Escape

& drove to Martin’s No Frills

where His Logo is a Bunch of Bananas

so Lil’ Joanna Banana picked out a bunch

(& One to eat in The Car)

She didn’t have to wait at the check-out

She clutched Her Bunch

against Her Dressy Knee-length Black Spring Coat

and walked along The Front

of The Yellow & Black

Store Front

CONSTRAINT

The Hawk Kitchen 5:55pm

You Were There

behind the mirrors

when I opened the medicine cabinet

to get some Gravol & one Tecta

for Hunter’s stomach

You know He has a hiatal hernia

which is interfering with His oesophagus

but You Were There

My Bathroom Black Jesus —

am I helping You?

am I helping Hunter?

CONSTRUCT

The Hawk Dining Room 2:22pm

In My Sleep This Morning

One Line came to Me

but I was too tired

to write It down:

“My Love Is As Deep As An Unsung Well”

Here It Is Penned

At This Time

while I spoon My Christmas Turkey Soup

out of a big black cup

ORION

The Hawk Kitchen 7:45pm

Tonight when I went out in The Dark

to scrape a dinner plate for The Crows

I heard the distinct honking of geese

somewhere below the constellation of Orion

— the only constellation I recognize

beside The Big Dipper —

Oh, I didn’t tell You —

a few days ago — no, December 22nd —

I met one of the nurses from The Psych Unit

in the bakery section of MY Sobey’s

— it was One Who doled out bedtime pills —

She could barely say hello

SOMEHOW I CAN’T BELIEVE THAT ANYTHING SHOULD HAPPEN

The Hawk Kitchen 6:10pm

You stood with Your Back

leaning against My Kitchen Counter

arms folded in black

My Kitchen Black Jesus

You hovered behind Me at The Sink

I shoved You away from The Stove

while I put together

My Family’s Pork Casserole

OUT OF BED

The Tomato-coloured Couch 2:22pm

just as My Phone turned 10:22am

first line in My Head:

Glory To Our Dark Night

upon This Digital Cloud

for Sinners, Killers, They too

have Their Place

I AM

The Hawk Queen Bed 8:00am

I Am Your Black Jesus

I Am The Silver Christ

flashing hot with menopause

sleep-deprived from letting Astro out @ 5:00

waking Eliza for school @ 6:30

making coffee for My Husband @ 7:00

BRUSHFIRE

The Tomato-coloured Couch 9:11pm

I was That Girl

Who watched uneasily

as Her Brother’s Friend

heaped dried leaves

on top of a little fire

lit to cook onion grass

in The Woods behind Her House

I was That Girl

Who ran back to The House

to get a pitcher of water

to meet Her Mother’s Alarm

I was That Girl

“eight-going-on-nine”

Who wrote a letter of thanks

to The Valley Cottage Fire Department

“for saving Our Woods”

“I’ll never scratch a match again”

I was That Girl

praised by Her Former Kindergarten Teacher

met in the school hallway

The Letter was in the paper

IRIDESCENT HEART

The Hawk Queen Bed 9:00am

I sit inside a purple room

the chamber of a heart

when I close My Eyes

I see iridescent purple

& decide Whose Heart

I’m in

NEW YEAR’S REALIZATION

The Hawk West Desk Window 3:00pm

YOU CANNOT CONSTRUCT

PROGRAMME, ORCHESTRATE, MAP OUT

FATE, DIVINITY