The Hawk Kitchen 12:25pm
Stuck inside a snow globe
looking through Her Sliding Glass Doors
to The Ferocity of Earth
laid out before
Her Feet
seen from above
— or any angle for that matter —
She has six cats
two grown children
two husbands under Her Belt —
She dashes off poetry
as if The World
is All Hers
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 3:47pm
I am growing My Thick Wavy Hair
to Its Self Organizing Length
I have already thrown out
My Black Jesus Underwear
& am taking My Black & Fuchsia
to The Salvation Army
I am wearing pale lipstick
I am taking up knitting
& MAYBE baking cookies —
The Severe Mrs Blair
has been outgrown
into The Youth of Joanna Hyde
before Her Mother Died
& She is of a quiet demeanor
Who now yells “Bless You”
when people sneeze!!!
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 10:00am
I live with A Doctor
Who has a butterfly brain
— so His Father said —
I pick up cat hairs
in the form of galaxies
off My Expensive Floors
I live a dream
of 22 years
& when it’s snowing
& My Dream is leaving
I write
that I don’t care
The Hawk Window Seat 9:05am
EYE can see
The Silver
from My Bedroom Window
as look out
from My Window Seat
the tub is running
for My Doctor/Husband
My Dress Up Doll
I am drinking coffee
watching The World
come undone
The Hawk Kitchen 10:33am
EYE will venture out
into The Cold Dark Woods
behind My Obstructive House
I will wear My Rubber Boots
& seek The Tree
of My Dreams:
an old dead branch
with Spanish Moss
& maybe bugs
I will saw it down
with My New Bow Saw
from Wilson’s
I will drag it in
to turn erect
in Hunter’s TV room
secured inside
a circular well
of the heaviest
Silver
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
Clyde River, Nova Scotia 2:22pm
I pulled only half-way
off the road on Cape Island
to watch the biggest cloud
of Starlings I had ever seen –
they swooped, as a blanket
over my car & billowed
into a bare tree, decking it
with their blackness, leaf-like
& when they exploded
like fireworks
to mat themselves on overhead wires
I was entranced
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 12:50pm
Why Have EYE
got to call M(EYE) SELF
The God-damn 2nd
Coming
in order to get
Attention from
Powerful White Men??
They Can Go Fuck
Them Selves!!
Joanna Gilman Hyde 