Joanna Gilman Hyde

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December 3, 2012

MOTHER’S DILEMMA

The Hawk Kitchen 10:22am

I see My Rings stacked

up on the tail

of a ceramic cat

poised at My Kitchen Sink:

My Big ? Ring

& My Wedding Rings

Hunter bought Me years ago

eyed by My Daughter

from Time To Time

— I know She would love an engagement ring

from Her Very Serious Boyfriend

& if She got one

would that assure Me

She would not be as promiscuous

as I was?

Would She be as happy

as She could be

& for how long?

–

With The World Waiting For Her

at such a young age

could She be

a Cape Island House Wife?

Though isn’t that what I am —

secure in My Maturity

happy in My Place?

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November 29, 2012

VIEW FROM THE TOMATO-COLOURED COUCH 7:10pm

“I’m going into Barrington with Tyler”

“What for?”

“To watch The Fireworks at The Tree Lighting

— look what I’m wearing –“

“Let Me get My Glasses”

“My Burberry Scarf — don’t I look cute?

I look like a rich girlfriend

Who gets lots of nice

   things”

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November 29, 2012

STAR

The West Desk Window 8:45am

I have put My Daughter’s Name

above Her

on the wall @ The Head of Her Bed

The Name is Mine

in photographs of My Rooftop Painting

within Her Reach

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November 28, 2012

THE SALVATION ARMY

The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:15pm

Last Night I packed up

the back of My Ford Escape

with cartons of dishes from The Shakespeare House

unopened

Eliza’s portable crib & baby blankets

from 18 years ago

My Grandmother’s Singer Sewing Machine

from 50 years ago

2 very good twin mattress pads

from when My Children visited Me —

Their Floral Comforters went yesterday too

along with My Fantasy Bed Set

composed of A Christmas Quilt

& Bright Red Sheets —

They went to My Kind-hearted

Social Worker Friend

Who told me She found A Little Man

made out of aluminium foil

somewhere within the folds

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November 26, 2012

ELIZA’S ROOM 4:15pm

Oh Luminous Cloud —

am I the only One Who sees You?

I watched Your Golden Aura fade

& then The Moon peeked out

from underneath

Your Grey Companions

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November 24, 2012

FROM THE TOMATO-COLOURED COUCH 6:48pm

The Death of My Mother was the most forceful

Event of My Life

I believe I have recovered

& will not write many more

Dead Mother Poems.

I am planning My New Floor Covering instead

My Husband is up from His Nap

& We’re eating stuffed chicken

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November 23, 2012

BLACK FRIDAY

The Hawk West Desk Window 9:45pm

Today I have a deal

to sell My Mother’s Grave

That Place She Loved So Dear

is going off to a professional couple

with twelve children

between Them

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November 23, 2012

CHOPPING BLOCK

The Hawk Hallway 9:00am

Today is a beautiful day

for selling an island property

& Hunter awoke with a dream

of David Wilson going sailing

–

The Hawk Portico 10:30am

Today is Black Friday

& I’ve got an island property

on The Chopping Block

My Realtor is going out to Mc Nutt’s

@ 2 o’clock this sunny high tide

with a prospective buyer from Maine

who’s made His Offer

& paid His Deposit —

He Just Has To See It

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November 21, 2012

THE HAWK WEST DESK WINDOW 6:55pm

I am casting off My Mother’s Houses

I just opened the cupboard door under the sink

here at The Hawk

to dry My Hands on a non-existent towel there

thinking I was in The Shakespeare House

momentarily

but I’m not — that House

went in September 2011

& I am left with The Island

ready to go at the full asking price

by This Friday —

how many dish towel memories

do I have there?

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November 16, 2012

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The Hawk Kitchen 10:38am

A single splash of spray

out My Kitchen Window

evokes a silent prayer

that I may find relief

in The Changing of Hands

of My Mother’s Island Property —

a property I could never see

as My Own —

even if Peak or Eliza

had It — It would still be

My Mother’s

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