The Hawk Corner Room, Home of My Globe 8:11pm
I have landed on Alert
True North
to make My Proclamation
that santa claus is Poison —
santa & his elves & raindeer
& mrs clause too
need to be wiped off
The Face of This Planet —
This Planet which is My Face
I will dedicate My Life
to The Restoration
of Children’s Minds
The Hawk Outpost 7:15pm
The early evening light
light of spring
still in mid-winter temperatures
lays itself across
the yard, weeding its way
through The Scraggly Apple
turning pinkish gold upon
My Favourite Spruce
lighting up the rooftop gables
down by the Eastward shore
The Hawk Outpost 6:00pm
I stand before My Kitchen Outpost
spaghetti boiling
to drink My 80th Glass
of brilliant water
I toast The Ocean
bluest with The Sky
My Life Glass
is up
My Sharp Horizon
is downed
The Hawk Dining Room 8:15am
The Sun is Gold
upon The Ocean —
I cannot forget Gold
It sustains Our Economy
such as It is
& when I look behind Me
I see The Window’s Shadow
warm upon My Mirrored
Wall
The Hawk Outpost 7:40am
The Sun looks cold
this morning
muffled behind a cloud
of fog
My Trash is bagged
to be dragged to the roadside
& I am about to have coffee
with My New
Husband
The Hawk Outpost 5:00pm
I am wearing
the colours
of sea & sky
meshed with The Silver
in My Heart
& Mind
I am moving with the clouds
of mauve
in the late afternoon light
of My Retirement
from Babyhood
into The Child’s Place
of wonder
The Hawk Kitchen 7:00pm
I See The Sphere
Of Our Universe
Swirling In Countless Forms
Of Loose Fat Globules
Inside A Big Black Frying Pan:
Hamburger Grease
And Tap Water
Don’t Mix —
They Create
The Hawk Dining Room 11:09am
I catch The Silver Glare
off The Ocean beyond
a neighbour’s shed
The Sky is paraded
by a scattering of cloud
I sit in The Light
to write of My Day
to tell The World
I Am Staking My Claim
The Hawk Dining Room 8:24am
If I could paint The Sky
this morning
It would be a WOW Sky
blending into The Ocean
with lateral lines of pinkish light
Sky Light
coming through the breaks
in blue-grey clouds
with Golden Wash above
Joanna Gilman Hyde 