Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: human-rights

DOOMSDAY HAIKU

The Hawk Kitchen 2:22pm

INTRODUCING NEW

DISCIPLINE FOR HUNGRY FAITH:

OLD BREAD FED TO CROWS

WHAT DOES IT MEAN TO BE THIS WORLD?

The Tomato-coloured Couch 3:45pm

We’re Not Sick

We’re misguided, falsely & uselessly labelled

We’ve come as far as We can go

in Today’s Society

We’ve got to go back —

resurrect ancient systems, global, financial, medical, social

which are proven to work in Their Times

Globalize Our History

We cannot rely on Aliens

to Show Us The Future

There Is NO Future —

There Is Only Now

Our Greatest Wealth

is what Makes Us:

Our Humanity

We cannot even rely on God —

God is ambiguous

It Is Our Person-hood — Our Innate Intelligence

Our Individuality

We Know Best

We zzzzzzzzzmust rely

on uzzzzzzzz

to

  SAVE US NOW

before ITZZZZZZZZZ toooooooooo LLLLLLLLATE

WHAT DOES IT MEAN TO BE A PARENT?

It means to love your children unconditionally and not to give in to manipulation and power plays, on their part or yours.  It also means to tell the truth when asked, and not answer with a distorted or mythical pretence. A child’s imagination is beguiling, but a parent’s fear of the truth can be confusing or even dangerous.

CLUE

The Hawk West Desk Window 9:38pm

I am wearing My Pro-Life Underwear

The Pair Jim Chandler* couldn’t guess

the colour of

when My Views were over 750

–They’re over 1,800 Tonight —

I have written to DHW

“I no longer see My Progeny

as Children”

* Child Psychiatrist

CIRCULATION

The Hawk West Window 10:22am

Take My Hand

Take My Naked Hand

Hold On To My Left Wrist

& We Will Collect Up All The Galaxies

We Will Pin Point Every Cell

Transform Every Particle

& Then We Will Stand Together

By That Wretched Sign

At The Sobey’s Cart Corral:

“In The Event Of An Emergency

Gather Here”

DEMON-STRATION

The Tomato-coloured Couch 1:11pm

I live with A Demon

of My Own Creation

caged above Me

in My Living Room

He is black & dirty

with giant bird shit

dripping off the upper right corner

of His Chicken Wire Cage

first laid across Him

on the 4th Floor

of Cooper Union’s Foundation Building

where He came to Life

never to speak — only to glare

with His Brilliant Eyes

down upon His Audience —

Yet Today He Speaks!

Through Me as I speak out

for The Creature of My Fierce Fear —

My Fear of being locked in

or up

or out

as I have been locked inside

psychiatric wards

for years on end

I am OUT NOW

& I can speak My Mind

no matter how It comes out

I AM BLACK JESUS — but

not because I am dressed in black

I AM BLACK JESUS — because

I can speak

for My Desperate Crow — d

FREE COOPER UNION

The West Desk Window NOON

I am naked as I write

just out of The Shower

after rowing 2,234 metres

on My Concept 2 Rower

— My Very Own C2 —

to write that I am thinking

of You

The http://www.livestream.com/occupynyc People

bundled in Your Coats & Blankets

against the odds

(though My Last Check Written

to Cooper was all evens)

I see You on Your Live Streaming

& offer My Support

from My Home

here on The Hawk

if there’s anything I could do for you —

now I’ll get dressed

Joanna Hyde Art ’83

DRESSED TO KILL/MOURN

The Hawk West Desk Window 4:30pm On The Dot

Well Black Jesus is at It again

in front of Tim Horton’s

to a bevy of Young Females

smoking

She strides over to Them

& rhetorically asks:

“Hey Young Ladies —

What does It look like

smoking in front of Tim Horton’s?

— Think About It –”

“So do You have the right

to tell Us what to do —

Bitch?”

 

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The Hawk Portico 5:00pm

Boy am I glad I got

My Canadian Citizenship

— at first I thought

I had to relinquish My American

but I didn’t —

so I got My Canadian in 1995

I call My Self a Dual Citizen

Born American

Canadian By Choice

and as a Canadian, under

the provisions of the Citizen Act and,

as such, [am] entitled to all the rights

and privileges and [am] subject

to all the duties and responsibilities

of a Canadian Citizen

THE HAWK KITCHEN 6:10pm

My Cat Astro

I Love So Much

hissed at Me today

when I manhandled Him

onto My Lap

I’ve never heard Him hiss before —

I will never treat Him

so brusquely again

I might get a tattoo

“PROLIFE”

on My Forehead —

of course I want The Cows to be happy

& The Rancher’s Mink to be beautiful

handled humanely

but We’ve got to have The Line

between Human

& Animal