The Hawk Kitchen 12:25pm
Stuck inside a snow globe
looking through Her Sliding Glass Doors
to The Ferocity of Earth
laid out before
Her Feet
seen from above
— or any angle for that matter —
She has six cats
two grown children
two husbands under Her Belt —
She dashes off poetry
as if The World
is All Hers
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 10:00am
I live with A Doctor
Who has a butterfly brain
— so His Father said —
I pick up cat hairs
in the form of galaxies
off My Expensive Floors
I live a dream
of 22 years
& when it’s snowing
& My Dream is leaving
I write
that I don’t care
The Hawk Dining Room 9:44am
When I see The Silver
Light Light Light
on The Atlantic Shore
I know that I am
Safe Safe Safe
from early morning anxiety
involving letting Cats
in & out
Five Five Five
Times
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 11:05am
The Universe
is A Giant Kitty Box
with The Wild Stars
scattered on Our Floor
at The Foot of Our Basement Stairs
— The Cats Who use It
are God
& Those Who Clean It —
Christ
The Hawk West Desk Window 9:38pm
He lay flat out
My Longest Cat
black before The Window
of The Sun having
gone
The Hawk Queen Bed 4:00pm
Oh Cat, My Cat
with the lemon-green eyes
the colour of Our Sheets
You are here
in this restful room
shaded to the sickness
it supports
I have You curled
at the end of the bed
in the afternoon soliloquy of fever
Oh My Cat
I Love You
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 6:34pm
I have found happiness
in the stillness of the air
I have found happiness
in the songs of the birds
I have found happiness
in the company of cats
& with a sleeping husband
I have found
that I am
whole
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 6:55pm
Astro is The Gorilla of Cats
hulking on the wrought iron table
in the rain licking
the wetness off the glass
reflecting His Blackness
into ripples
of green
Joanna Gilman Hyde 