The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:38pm
When I saw
My Shower of Silver Lights
I saw The Figure of Christ
across from Me
I saw that Christ
was enmeshed
with The Light
& I cannot
be contained
I cannot be contained
I cannot
be contained
The Hawk Dining Room 6:49pm
Like the flocks of tiny birds
We watched this morning —
there has to be
a Collective Shift —
a Collective Curve
& Undulation
of Our Global —
No — Universal
Perception
The Hawk Kitchen 10:42am
EYE AM
BACK TO M(EYE)
LIFE GLASS
where the water seems colder
&
EYE AM
HIGHER
The Hawk Window Seat 1:30am
I let The Moonlight
in along the floor
& across My Seat
where the toilet sat
& across My Bed
where I dreamt
of a depression of sun
on My Forearm
belonging to someone
else*
*Karen King
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 2:22pm
I have retired
My Sacred “Life” Glass
into the Styrofoam packing case
housing the arrival
of My New Concept 2 Twenty Million Metre
ceramic coffee mug
from which I am about
to take
My First Drink:
EYE DID IT!
TWICE!
The Hawk Deck 10:45am
I (EYE) am eking out
the last of The Summer Air
out here on My Summer Deck
with a load of sparse laundry
on the line
a military plane flies
over to The North
circles over the ocean
around Our House
& We don’t know why
The Hawk Queen Bed 8:50am
This Morning I spied
on the globules of Silver
undulating through My Neighbour’s Tree —
Oh how They sparked!
on the stillness of water
& I gazed until I blinked
the golden lime
of My After Glow
Joanna Gilman Hyde 