Joanna Gilman Hyde

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Tag: Dr W Hunter Blair

A DOCTOR’S CAT

The Hawk Dining Room 7:35pm

Black & White Swampie

Sphygmomanometer Bound

Curls Cat Over Cuff

 

DRESSING DR BLAIR

The Hawk Living Room 12:56pm

Dr Blair bathes every morning

& has Me wash His Silver Hair

I lay out His Clothes —

moss green & grey

He shaves & smells so good

I feed Him His Breakfast —

instant oatmeal

protein shake

in front of The Computer

He changes His Slippers

for ageless Echo Shoes

& if Meniere’s Disease

doesn’t hit Him

between The Ears

He puts on His Leather Coat

with pen, cell phone

& gum

& is out The Door

POWER

The Hawk Queen Bed 4:00am

Static Of The Sea

Wherein Does My Power Lie?

Static Of The Sea

STAR LIGHT

The Hawk Outpost 10:15am

Sun — I guess It’s Sun —

filters through the fog

of a spring morning

I am in My Grey

C2 Rowing Outfit

Hunter is sleeping late

Eliza is on Her Way

to fun

& fame

MY TIME

The Hawk Deck 9:08am

I Am Drinking In

The Silver

Of This 22nd Day

Of This 22nd Year

Into The Awakening

I

Have

Come

To This Ever-glade

Of Peace

&

Prosperity

Where I Reside

With My Loving Husband

&

My Beautiful Singing Daughter

Whether I Stay

Or Not

I Will Carry With Me

The Ages

Of Time

&

Be A Representative

Of The Life

We’ve Lived

Before

EASTER EVENING

The Hawk West Desk Window 7:04pm

I Lift The Shade

From My Husband’s Nap

To Check The Progress

Of The Sun — It

Lays Out Her Silver

Upon The Bay

An Hour Before The Set

We’ll Watch

MY WARDROBE

The Hawk Portico 2:48pm

I have Poetry Clothes

Invalid Clothes

Black Jesus Clothes

& Something for The Silver Christ

borrowed from The Invalid Ensemble:

My Thick Grey Robe

worn as My

“at home” attire

seen by My Husband, My Daughter

(She picked It out)

several carpenters

& maybe neighbours

when I take out

the trash

I’M NOT ON

The Hawk Deck 10:46am

I’m on The Knife Edge Of Happiness

I could whine & have My Doctor Husband

stay home from work

with Me

but We would only talk

circuitously

I would still hear the birds

only through My anxious

stomach

“How Ya Doin’ Honey?!”

March 31st, 2014 Valley Regional Hospital, NS 5:32pm

Just let Me set here awhile

& let it all soak in —

let Me look at the mesh of the curtain

& remember The Flashes —

let Me hear My Mother-in-law breathing

under a heated blanket

& I will set & tell You

The Story with

no

end

GOOD GOD

The Hawk Kitchen 6:47pm

I See A Bird Of Silver

Against A Cloud Of Grey

It Signals To Me

All Is Well

And This Is How We’ll Stay