Dr David Hamilton Wilson | Joanna Gilman Hyde

April 4, 2013

GLEEFUL UNBURDENING

The Hawk West Desk Window 8:05pm

There’s A Letter In My Purse

dated June 12, 2012

enveloped, stamped & marked “Personal/Confidential”

to The Doctor I’ve been after

for twenty years

Now I’m after any surviving copies

of My 364 Page Manuscript

about My Mother’s Illness & Death

& resulting effects upon Me —

two years ago

in a fit of gleeful unburdening

I shredded My Five Copies but

that was only temporary relief

as The Letter In My Purse says

I regret My Action

The Main Protagonist — The Doctor —

got His Copy plunked down on His Desk

& supposedly carried It into “the coffee room”

but I’ve heard no more of It since

& that was over fifteen years ago

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April 2, 2013

BASEMENT FILES

The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:45pm

I’ve consulted an auctioneer

as to the possibility of selling off

My Family’s Letters, Memorabilia

Battles Between Offspring

& Every Valentine From 1947

to The Early 80’s

when My Grandparents Died —

but My Husband doesn’t think

I should

& My Daughter thinks

I wouldn’t get more than $20.00

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March 29, 2013

ROBERT WILBER

Hunter’s Library on The Hawk 5:47pm

Today is an ordinary day

Good Friday

& My Mother’s Pain seeps

through Me

how trite to say

It was The Pain of a Love Affair

— in Her Mind It was Her Muse —

& It was broken

by a small man

of large musical talent

–

Her Pain operates generationally

through Me

now that I am unhinged

from Her

I remain

entranced by

an iridescent disc

yelling at Me

DVD – RW x2

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March 27, 2013

MY MOTHER’S DEATH

The Tomato-coloured Couch 6:30pm

My Mother’s Death is sewed up

in that wretched little town —

I don’t have to live there any-more —

Her House is sold with The Shower of Lights

fixed in a poem

I’ll never set foot again

inside that sordid little hospital

where She was stationed for over a year

& where She Evaporated Into Thin Air

on A Saturday Night

twenty years ago

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March 20, 2013

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The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:40pm

Sterling Silver Beef

displayed under The Kiosk Sign

@ Sobey’s

I bought two slabs

after saying “no” to two samples

of second-rate cork flooring

@ Wilson’s Home Hardware

— I put The Beef

in My Black Basket

& paid for It with a fifty in Speedy Checkout

behind a man who’s head was shaped

like David Wilson’s

March 14, 2013

BEFORE SUPPER

The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:14pm

Oh Bug I Saw You Again

Against My Beautiful Sunset

Were You Following Me?

Did You Know I’d Been Writing

& Stopped Only To Look?

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March 9, 2013

CAUGHT

The Tomato-coloured Couch 9:13pm

He stole That Moment, Bastard

My Daughter was in Her Second Summer

when She waved Good-bye

to a Friend I’ll never see again —

held in Her Father’s Arms

My Little Eliza

mouthed the words

uttering Them distinctly —

They were Two Words

I tried not to hear —

He bastardized that moment

in Her very early speech

as He peeled off

My Darling’s “See Ya!”

& caught Them in His too quick

paws

Hand Over Those Words!

Let Me Use Them

as freely as You Do!

I want My Freedom Back

I’ll never get Eliza’s Moment

but I can try to have My Own

without Your constant reminder

even in a petty catch phrase

which seems to have gained in popularity

since I first heard You sing it out

when you were My Doctor

twenty-five years ago

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March 2, 2013

I FEEL NORMAL NOW

The Hawk Corner Room 10:37am

Eliza is off to Italy

I’ve washed Her Bedding

& re-made Her Bed

I’m Showered & Changed

into moss green & taupe

eating a piece of Ancient Grain Toast

& drinking a cup of tea

in Eliza’s tidied Corner Room

I may not run into DHW

before He leaves again

but now, for some reason

I don’t really care

February 27, 2013

BACK FROM THE BLARNEY STONE

Highway 103 5:22pm

Sometime In The 90’s

My Father Bought Me

A $10.00 Knitted Dress

Somewhere In Connecticut

But It Fell Apart

Before I Got To Vermont

–

Highway 3, Barrington 6:03pm

20 Years Is As Long

As Some Prison Terms

& I Have Been Imprisoned

That Long

By My Divine Quest

Yet To Be Undone

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February 26, 2013

MY SPIRITUAL SELF

The Tomato-coloured Couch 6:48pm

My Preciousness I will dress for You

in White & Silver

to meet You at The Pearly Gates

with a bouquet of Almond Roses

I will take Your Right Hand with My Left

as I have longed to for these back-to-back decades

I will be in Contrast to Your Blackness

to Your Latency

I will provide The Opposition

for Our Reconciliation painted Grey

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