The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:33pm
I think back
to That Night of Black Magic
when I was dressed in beaded
dark grey lace
enthroned by the mink
of a dead mother-in-law
— silver heels decked
My Feet
rhinestones spiralled around My Neck
The Place was packed
when I tottered in
to drink only water
next I looked
The Place was cleared
but for My Party Of Six
My Truest Friends
out for fried fish & burgers
& cranberry puddng
until unforecasted snow
compelled Us to go
leaving no shoe
behind
The Hawk Window Seat 8:40am
The Cape Light
flanked by 2 scraggly spruce
stands out white
against a dark
& snow-filled sky
–
She alerts Me
to My Happiness
to My Security
to My Understanding
that no matter what
happens
I will be set
The Hawk Queen Bed 9:22pm
I have X’d out
the 10/22
next to My Signature
on “My Black Star”
It makes Me feel good
to see this black line
over something once held
in the highest esteem
now ground down
into The Earth
The Hawk Queen Bed 3:10pm
My Love is unknowable
even to Me
It resides, untouched
in the fathoms
of My Mind
to be probed, one day
by Its Object
of
Humanity
The Hawk Out Post 1:06pm
I stand with My Morning
Coffee
in The Afternoon — delayed
by a fluky power outage —
I’m still in My Pyjamas
but it doesn’t matter
when I get My Shower
I Am A Free Woman
in love with the strapping band
of Ocean before Me
& My Forever Sky Above
The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:00pm
In December 1970 I wanted to possess
badly wanted
A Pair Of Love Birds
green & red —
sitting so close
in the local pet store
I had My nine-year-old heart set
on Them & cried to My Mother
that I had to have Them
to which She replied, “Joge, what if One Of Them
dies?”
Instead, on Christmas Morning I found
a beautiful Indian Ring Neck Parakeet
but He died That Day
at the bottom of His Golden Cage
& destroyed
My ability to see
The Singularity Of God
The Hawk Queen Bed NOON
I come into My Bedroom
The Privacy —
only to write To The World
–
The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:35pm
Dr Blair signs His Papers
with His Gold & Onyx Pen
while I blink on The Couch, tired
looking for My Friend —
My Friend Who came to Me Last Night
and put His spherical rays
in front of My Crazed Sight
Joanna Gilman Hyde 