Joanna Gilman Hyde

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Tag: Eliza Haeghaert Hyde

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Eliza’s Corner Room 2:34pm

I saw The Meaning Of Life

open out like The Brown Garment Bag

containing Eliza’s Silver Prom Dress

opening from Its Centre

to reveal The Paradoxical Joke

edged in Raspberry & Gold:

God’s Super Joke —

The Reason For Schizophrenia

CONCERN

The Hawk Deck 10:05am

There may be only so much

I can write about birds

bird life & song

the lull of the waves

has made Me strong

but I must wait

for the outcome

of a medical concern

involving My Children’s Grandfather

That Little Bird Again

The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:00pm

I perceived The Little Yellow Bird again

in The Scraggly Apple

& He Tweeted — what did He Tweet to Me

before My Daughter called to ask

if I could find Her Horse Binder

(She’s trying to sell Her Horse)

Did That Little Yellow Bird Tell Me

He’s sick of all this New Age Shit

about feebleness conquering strength

about Our New Era

when “God” is (finally?) questioned

when Humanity is being examined

when The Global Financial Picture is a blur

— but still no answers —

nothing concrete

so came The Little Bird Tweet

BLACK/WHITE

The Tomato-coloured Couch 11:44am

Black Jesus is now driving

a new white Silverado

I saw Him at The Clyde River Exit

& followed Him into Sobey’s in Barrington

where He parked

at The Yellow Sign On The Cart Corral:

In The Event Of Emergency Gather Here”

He parked in an assembly

of White Vehicles

while I walked into The Store

to get some Cat Food

& fruit for My Sick Daughter

MAY 31st 1987

The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:30pm

I married Him under apple boughs

on The Island of My Mother

and when She died

six years later

I would love another

I went to see Our Marital House

to see Eliza there

to deliver dishcloths

She was wanting

to see how She had cared

enough to put a sprig of apple

in a bottle neck deep and red

It glowed upon a kitchen sill

I have nothing left to dread

no more hurting husbands

no more dying pets

I am free now

in My Life

even to forget

ATLANTIC

The Tomato-coloured Couch 12:15pm

This Morning My Daughter reported waking

to the song of multitudinous bird-life

the dehumidifier tray was full

but She had no hot water

in The Atlantic House —

My First Marital Home

with Eliza’s Father

Who picked the colours

& built an addition

complete with screened-in porch

off Our New Bedroom

I sat out there in the shelter of the screens

in My Post-Mother’s-Death Depression

& wondered, along with everyone else,

why I was not happy

OF COURSE SHE TOOK HER RED SOX TEDDY BEAR

The Tomato-coloured Couch 6:30pm

She left tonight for Her Cottage —

Eliza’s Cottage — The Atlantic House She partially grew up in

It’s fifteen minutes closer to Her Summer Job

& She took the dehumidifier from The Hawk

to get the dampness out

She took Her Vegan Food from the cupboards

& left most of Her Clothes in Her Closet

The Lincoln She left in was making Its high-pitched scary noise

but She drove away

anyway

STRING THEORY

The Hawk Queen Bed 10:10am

I have witnessed The Mad Attraction

between two particles of hair-like house dust

on the black screen of My Daughter’s Cell Phone:

on The Left was posited a “crinkly” piece —

to Its Right a “straight ” one

I moved My Left Finger to wipe The Pair off

when They Sprung to Life

& Connected

end to end

tip to tip

FORBEARANCE

The Hawk Queen Bed 9:11pm

I hear The Peepers through My Left

Surf out to My Right

My Left Hand rests on My Husband’s Thigh

My Pills I’ve taken for The Night

The Day is closing, nondescript

though visited Mother-in-law (ex)

to make sure Eliza’s Prom Dress zipped

(It did)

made home-made pizza —

was a hit

in bed now, early

quit

HARD SELL

The Hawk Queen Bed 3:00pm

I’m still in bed, in My Pyjamas

& it’s three o’clock in the afternoon

This condition is ostensibly due to sleep deprivation

from last night when I stayed up too late

fooling around with My joannagilmanhyde web address —

It didn’t get corrected until this morning

with My Husband’s help before work

but I wasn’t able to catch up on the sleep

despite taking an Ativan —

as You may have gathered

My Beauty Sleep relies entirely on pills

& regular routine —

any break in the pattern

& I’m shot for the day

personal note:  My Daughter Eliza just phoned

that She’s got a summer job at Shelburne’s Osprey Arts Center