Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

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NAME SCAN

Barrington Passage, NS 3:32pm

Today I saw My Name

in Lights

arrayed above

the grandiose machine

of Computerized Axial Tomography

Joanna Gilman Blair*

when One Technician asked about

The Middle Name

I thought He said

“Is that Your Real

Name?”

* My Mother named Me after Her Mother Josephine Meadow, and Anna Gilman Hill, American Horticulturist of Grey Gardens

SPECS

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 1:55pm

In M(EYE) Left Hand

I hold the Stars of The Future:

Silver Glitter from The Removal

of M(EYE) X-Miss Tree —

One Silver Orb off The Star from The Top

& One Piece of The Tree

Itself — organic & bulbous —

a planet perhaps?

SNOW CLOUDS

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 4:55pm

The newness of snow

adheres to Our Scrub Spruce

now illuminated by a setting sun

The Sky is full

of clouds of grace

set too by the light

going deeper, fuller, bluer

over slate-grey

ocean

engulfed by clouds

of weight

PEACH LIGHT

The Hawk Dining Room 8:00am

There’s a crack

in The Clouds

letting in The Golden Peach

Light of The Sun

above My Neighbour’s Rooftop

and as I write

The Gleam of The Orb

pushes through

to create an arc

on The Wall

to My Back

I PULLED DOWN A LITTLE CHUNK OF SKY & GAVE IT TO MY SELF

The Hawk Queen Bed, January 8,11:04pm

There’s a New God

On The Block —

She’s outdone, beaten up

The Old Guy

with Her Hair, Dark

in a bun — orange blossom

at Her Ear —

She sits on My Right Shoulder

& tells Me with Her Voice So Dear:

“You Know The Meaning of Life

So You Are A Star —

So Go To Sleep”

MERRY CHRISTMAS

X — Miss Morning, The Hawk Guzzle 11:57am

EYE have walked to the ends

of The Earth —

well Canada anyway —

& found not

a pot of gold but

that of Silver & Coal —

Coal Black like

My Onyx Pen —

My Black Jesus underwear

My Painting on My Basement Floor

& The Flock of Crows

accompanying Me

along The Beach

where there’s a rock

I was intending to sit on

but the sand has shifted

so now The Guzzle

surrounds My Seat

& I can only look

at Its barnacles to get

My Bearings

& return along the liquid silver

of the waves

THE PROMISE OF A BEAUTIFUL SUNRISE

The Hawk Dining Room 7:20am

The Sky is clear

but for a lateral

curling of cloud

grey & slanted toward the South

along My Ocean Horizon

PERFECT TIMING

The Hawk Kitchen 8:30am

When I see

The Magic

on My Kitchen Clock

I stand back —

EYE take It in —

those Numbers :  2:22

or 9:11

or M(EYE) Best Friend —

10:22

Those Numbers take Me back

& fill Me Whole

with the recall

of M(EYE) most famous

Moment

22 years ago:

10:22

The Moment with M(EYE) Lover

Who accepted Me

& what EYE said

unconditionally

 

THE UNIVERSE

The Hawk Beach Guzzle 3:25pm

The Universe

is a stretch of beach

be-spotted with the turds of gulls

each spray or puddle is unique:

The Galaxies

of The Ocean’s Lull

 

M(EYE) KIND OF AIR

The Hawk Basement Exercise Room 10:38am

On My C2 Rowing Machine

I breathe with My Mouth

Open

I breathe in The Air

from The Basement Window

Cracked —

I breathe in The Air

of Nova Scotia

& I don’t even care

if The Roof of My Mouth

goes dry