Joanna Gilman Hyde

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Tag: existence

THE MAGICAL HERON

The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:38pm

I slept ’till noon

to make up for nightly sleep-deprivation

& got out of bed @ 2:00 this afternoon

to make up for a wasted day

of gathering together the garbage

for garbage day tomorrow

I got showered and dressed

to be presentable for Eliza’s boyfriend

& sat on the portico

to talk on the phone

to an artist friend near Chicago

when above My Front Yard

flew The Graceful Long-legged Heron

slowly traversing the air

above My House

& the heaviness of bed-lying

was long gone

FORETOLD

The Hawk West Desk Window 10:00pm

I believe I will live

to tell the story of My Death

& not the murky recitation

of past relatives

& misty shores

I will live to tell

of nightly dreams

coalescing

into daily performance

the history of which

enshrouded

by My Veil

of Truth

will come to My Listeners

as no surprise

pill-wee-wee

The Hawk Deck 12:40pm

I have been called to write

by the high urgency

of The Willet

here in My Sanctuary

The Call of The Wild

alerts Me to The Strife

of Humanity

I know exists

but from which

I am graciously

exiled

ARTIST ALERT

The Tomato-coloured Couch 6:45pm

Look Out Children

‘cuz here I come

to colour Your World

in Pink & Gold

from Horizon to Horizon

I’m here to show You

True Blue

the ancient cauldrons

of desire

for leadership

of decades

aeons

 

THE PULSE

The Tomato-coloured Couch 6:35pm

In the privacy of My Living Room

I summoned in My Favourite Song

standing below the skylights

I held My Arms up

& out to the sides

I elevated My Hands

reaching

a higher pitch

The Song flowed through Me

& I Was It

I Was It

 

TRANSMOGRIFICATION

The Hawk West Desk Window 10:22pm

No Body’s gonna transmogrify

My Telepathic Vision —

My Vision of two illuminated figures

spinning in phosphorescence

by a dappled stream bed

No Body’s gonna transmogrify Them into The Urban Setting

traced over by two metallic animated robots

reaching for One Another

spinning on a unifying

pole

in

The Vertical

Landscape

of

an

u

n

k

n

o

w

n

City

SPINNING IN PHOSPHORESCENCE

The Hawk Living Room 6:11pm

I tried to watch The Video

of The New Survivor

from Bangladesh

but a Lexus Commercial

kept coming on

I tried & tried

but all I kept seeing

were a pair of humanoid mannequins

controlled by little people

who allowed the dolls

one silver (male)

one gold (female)

to meet

 

HE’S A STAR MAN!

The Hawk Shower 10:22am

Oh My God

He’s A Star Man

He’s A Star Man

Oh My God

Oh My God

He’s A Star Man!

BILLION YEAR SUPPER

The Hawk Living Room 7:30pm

I ate My Potato Salad

& drank a beer

here by the open Living Room Window

at the edge of The Tomato-coloured Couch

but that was at the edge of The Galaxy

where stars burst & die

I would lie My Head on a blanket

& listen to the aftershocks

wafting through

on the surge

of ocean mist

& bird call

MY MAGIC RING

Sobey’s Parking Lot 2:22pm

I Saw Him Today

I Saw Him Today

I Saw Him Today

I Saw Him Today

I

Saw

Him

My God

I Have Seen Him

I Have Seen Him

My God

I

See

Him