Joanna Gilman Hyde

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Tag: childhood

THE CHILD’S BED

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 10:22am

Last Night M(EYE) Husband

had to come into Eliza’s Room

to kiss Me Good-night —

He remarked that I looked

so small

tucked into

Her Big High Bed

OLLY THE GULL

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The Hawk Corner Room 7:07pm

Olly The Gull

came from His Nesting Grounds

on The South End of McNutt’s Island

stolen by Me

in My 13th Year —

raised on bread and milk

taken up to The Island House Rooftop

and told to fly

 

ON A FOGGY EVENING

The Tomato-coloured Couch 8:16pm

EYE can lie around

M(EYE) House

like a cat

listening to the radio

and contemplating the art

veiled statues

while M(EYE) Husband

writes a long letter

to a former Lover

of M(EYE) Mother’s

Who knew Me

as The  Child

THE POWER OF TWO

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 10:22am

My Ten-thousand Square Foot Painting

Self Organizing Galaxy

still EXISTS

albeit underground

in two unwieldy bundles

somewhere within the confines

of The Orangetown Dump

in Rockland County, New York

where I grew up

“AND TRY TO PRESERVE”

The Hawk West Desk Window 5:25pm

I learned the word “Sanctuary”

from My Mother

Who had it written

on a weathered shingle

nailed to a tree along

the trail We blazed

to The North East Bluff

of McNutt’s Island —

She wrote a passage below

that word, which,

if My Brother were alive

He would remember

LATE SUN

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:13pm

I went to sleep

how many nights?

in My Summer Child’s Room

in Jordan Bay, Nova Scotia

the oldest child of a single mother

from the sixties —

in that little room at the head of the stairs

I saw The Sun against

My Far Wall

and  I tried to close the curtains

but The Light came in

anyway and I

went to sleep

THE EIGHTH ANNIVERSARY OF MY BROTHER’S DEATH

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:29pm

First & Foremost I am

A Human Being —

I come from the planet Earth

where I made My Self

from the mesh of molten rock

& the salt from endless waves.

I came to My Human Form

through My Mother, primarily

though My Father

gave Her Lie-sense.

I was born into a world

of tumult

@ The Exact Right Time

to become what I am Today:

A Woman Understood

NEWS FLASH

The Hawk Computer 6:04 pm

My Husband, Dr William Hunter Blair, now believes

that My World Trade Center Roof Top Painting from 1984

titled Self Organizing Galaxy

may have given someone the idea

for 9/11

Self Organizing Galaxy by Joanna Hyde

NOTICE TO MY READERS 222

EYE have not been writing much —

EYE have been making recordings into M(EYE) cell phone

in-which M(EYE) Husband does not seem very interested.

AUNT HELEN’S SKY LIGHT*

October 5th, The Hawk Queen Bed 10:40pm

I have installed a family

of stuffed animals & dolls

in a finished basement window

in order to unpack

dusty cardboard boxes

flattened for recycling —

I have placed My Brother’s Anne of Green Gables

as The Baby Sitter

over hard-headed “twins” from the 30’s

My Stuffed Bear “Bear Bear”

in a bright red mantel over a pink bath robe

a squirrel to represent My Mother’s Presence

& a hand-made cloth doll from China

*Grandfather Bobby Hyde’s sister Helen who lived in a studio apartment in NYC, drinking gin in the morning next to her full-sized loom and talked to me of a family who lived in her sky light.