The Hawk Dining Room 6:49pm
Like the flocks of tiny birds
We watched this morning —
there has to be
a Collective Shift —
a Collective Curve
& Undulation
of Our Global —
No — Universal
Perception
The Hawk Kitchen 10:42am
EYE AM
BACK TO M(EYE)
LIFE GLASS
where the water seems colder
&
EYE AM
HIGHER
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:29pm
Armed with a blunted bread knife
clutched right-handed
I have baked My Last Cake
& am about to survive
outside My Kitchen Haven
deep inside the lands of dispute
& vocalization of the state
of Our Laws & Morality
Dignity & Human Endeavor
The Hawk Kitchen 3:40pm
Where will I go
with My Halo
solidified in the frantic spinning
of a wind-blown insect
dangling off a disheveled spider web —
to give forth
The “Wake Up”
Call?
The Hawk Hallway 6:50pm
Silver Glows
Upon The Westward Sea
The High Wires
Glitter In The Sun
Still High
While My Fish
Melts Under The Broiler
The Hawk Living Room 1:08pm
I just danced
to Daft Punk, One More Time
here in My Hawk Living Room
— the last time I danced
like I was from Outer Space
was during one month
in The Nova Scotia Hospital —
for Those Who don’t know
It’s The Province’s largest mental hospital
re-named The East Coast Forensic Unit
and of that month
I cannot recall a single day
but the day I arrived
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:00am
The Sea is NOT Silver
Today — can You believe it?
It is the colour of The Cloud —
laden sky — with the tapered end
of a fog bank to the East
rising up like an elongated
iceberg
in the middle
of My Glacial View
The Hawk Kitchen 8:30am
I have been wrestling
with God all My Life
finally I am winning
I have taken control
of the biggest force I know
& made Him do
His Dirty Work
for Me
Joanna Gilman Hyde 