Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: black

THE HAWK LIVING ROOM 5:20pm

Bubbles are in My Beer

& Time is A Construct

of The Human Mind

THE WORLD TRADE CENTER

I saw a Little Girl

Wearing A Watch Today

The Sky was Silver

The Rain came down

& The World was about

to Change

01:50pm

The Big Red Spot

from My Period

on the well-rumpled bottom sheet

is My Red Star

STOP

with My Big Black Astro

pawing around

the wrinkles

BLACK

STOP

WHITE

STOP

RED

6:15pm

A Canadian Maple Leaf

is A Star

RED STAR

undulating

Above The Blue Horizon

ON MY WAY TO THE MAIL BOX

In My School, Valley Cottage

I Swang on d’ Swings

w’ Mark Brown & Philip Duncan

& Louis Jordan

dey were Black Boys

dey were My Frens

d’ Black Girls

Rang Roun’ Me

dey Shuvved Me

dey Beat Me Up

THE HAWK KITCHEN 7:22am

“What’s a Woman like You

doing in a Place like This?”

–Camera View:  from back of black oven

w/ Woman looking in

leaning on elbows

–View to rivet My eight-year-old frame:

Black w/ White Star Spatter

How am I Here in this Black Space?

Now white with tomato spatter

from Eliza

in The Microwave

THE HAWK PORTICO 5:22pm

My Graffiti Years

may have begun

when I was a hospital patient

supposedly recovering at home

while My Father visited

& drove Me scheming

to emblazon each of The Town’s public mirrors

with one Gold Emblem

each with the word “God” inscribed

to describe the reflected viewer

Maybe I Should I Have Used Silver Stickers?

PUBNICO, NOVA SCOTIA 1:55pm

It was a Pristine Bathroom

in a Doctor’s Office

with stainless dispensers

I could have

written on anything

I could have written

with My Purse’s Big Black Pen

but I didn’t

I Am Too Close

to This Profession

TO KILL A PSYCHIATRIST

put on Your Tattoo Sweater, Black

fix Yourself an Ice Coffee

–a tall one–

sit on Your Back Deck

with the dishwasher going

& eggplant parmigiana in the oven

Open Your Journal

Aim Your Silver Pen

write

between

his puny

eyes

COMBUSTION

I Am Goldy Locks

eating @ My Glass Table

eating bananas & cereal

before donning My Glass Slippers

to trip about to find My Prince

(He’s Around Here Somewhere)

& I Won’t Grow Up

or If I Grow Up

I Have The Option

of reclining, ready

In My Glass Coffin

built by 7 Dwarves (Humours)

3 Bears (Instinct)

& 1 Fairy God Mother

(Atheist In Disguise)