Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: earth

ACCOMPLISHMENT!!

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 10:51am

EYE just hit

22 minutes & 22 seconds

on M(EYE) C2

& have come up

to The Hawk Kitchen Outpost

to see M(EYE) Sea

struck in Silver

YAY!!!

IN THE UTILITY ROOM

The Hawk Basement 9:46am

M(EYE) Basement Floor

is galactic

I stand above

its stainage

of red & green

with excess sparkles

as The Stars —

trillions of Stars —

EYE couldn’t sweep

Them all up

STAKE A CLAIM

The Hawk Queen Bed 8:37am

Last night I made a giant painting

of clear water-logged vomit*

spewing out of Me

and out of Me

traced with blood in its final throes

as I sat on a sheep fleece

in front of the TV

*Hunter had to clean it up with a whole roll of paper towel

“NONE PLANNED”

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 10:11am

Standing firm in My Mrs Blair

grey sweat suit

from LL Bean

I order My Silver

watching The Shimmering Sea

and wearing no rings —

My Hands are naked

for the induction

of M(EYE) PROPHECY

RESPITE

The Hawk Queen Bed 2:45pm

Here I am on The Hawk Queen Bed

with Hunter, The Cats

and The Birds through the windows —

I can hear The Surf, distantly

and the fog has cleared

leaving rays of light

on My Wadded Up Bathrobe

set aside

AS THE FUTURE TURNS

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:42pm

EYE carry A Poem Of Mine

with Me now

in case I need to read It

out loud —

EYE could read It anywhere

any time

even in The Dead Of Night —

It’s “Good Morning, World!”

written five & a half years ago

EYE am ready

MY STAR

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 11:26am

Today I picked up A Star

(Silver of course)

off My Thick Grey Bath Mat

It glinted at Me

as I sat on the toilet

and so I caught It

on My Left Index Finger

and scraped It off

with My Little Metal Star-scraper

into A Little White Box

of Indeportenz*

and named It

Joanna

*word of mine from My Childhood used to describe small collections of special things and later business envelopes and their contents My Mother would give Me to play with — usually junk mail.

MY PATH

The Tomato-coloured Couch 2:00pm

Today I watched

a Universe drift through

My House — It started —

if I can use that phrase —

under a table in The Living Room

which displays The Heads of Hunter & Rudy*

and when I opened the front door

to let a cat in

(She changed Her Mind)

The Universe swept Its Self through

My Dining Room

and into The Kitchen

to roll to a stop

helices intact

string theories in place

at My Grandmother’s wrought iron chair

where I sit

to look out

 

*Rudy died on Tuesday, April 26th.  He never got to see the sculpture.

 

NOW EYE HAVE THE SAME

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 10:05am

At Jordan Bay

My Grandmother

always watched The Ocean

dazzling —

She would tell Me

about The Diamonds

and Stars

and She would

allow Me to

relish Them and to

revel in Them

STARTING M(EYE) BODY

The Hawk Kitchen Sink 5:02pm

Into a cauldron

of an old half gallon

of “Deliciously Hot 2E1-8  F122”

I stirred all the reds

& purples I had from years ago

diluted with several sour cream containers

of water:

old tubes of Dioxine Purple

Permanent Alizarian Crimson

Cadmium Red Hue

Permanent Magenta

Permanent Rose —

I was going for Blood

but what I got

is Female Genitalia