The Hawk Kitchen 4:12pm
I can feed Millions
with My Ham & Broccoli Casseroles
My Trays of Eggplant Parmesan
My Pots of Baked Spaghetti
Yes — I Am A Cook
& I Am Cooking up
The Feast
of God’s Deposition
The Hawk Laundry Room 1:47pm
I bought A Purple Bottle
today of lavender laundry wash
with My Famous Silver Rays
on the label
& announced to My Husband
for all of Sobey’s to hear:
“I am a consumer on the march —
My Spending Practices are watched
My Tastes are recorded
for The Fashions of The Times
for The Big Buy-out
of Earth’s Silver Load!”
May 15, 2015 The Hawk Queen Bed 9:42pm
Women are bleeding
all over The Globe
having babies and abortions
I am so tired
I could sleep for a thousand years
& wake to A New Day
of Knowing
& wake to A New Long Day
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 2:30pm
Oh if I had ever rode
inside a big yellow school bus
along the pristine coast
of Cape Sable Island
how much knowledge would
I have gathered?
Would I have married
a lobster fisherman
& had Five Children
all different
from My Own?
Would I have watched
Them board the bus
seeking its way through
the scrub spruce
beside the open ocean
turning to My Kitchen
& perhaps to My Pen?
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 6:43pm
The Bug crawling up
My Outpost Window
can feel My Breath
My Heart-beat
My Urgency to Write
He is A Living Being
from The Roots of Divinity
like Me
The Hawk Queen Bed 8:45am
Here I sit
on My Queen Bed
with The Bond Market
tumbling
& fog outside My Window
I have no regrets
as I see Silver on The Rise
I have yet
to put around My Finger
My Diamond from The World
& hasten to get
My Ultimate Satisfaction
The Hawk Kitchen 2:19pm
I am seeing The Colours
of Flaming June*
out on the highway
in scraps of florescent rope
in the roses and carnations from My Children
in My Frying Pan
of green and orange peppers
and in My Cold Weather Wear
warning of My Existence
*Frederic Leighton 1895
The Hawk Corner Room 10:38am
The Haze over The Sun
affords a pristine view
of the watery sparkles
splayed out across
My Precious Horizon
as I sit in The Lotus
Position & think
of My Friends & Lovers
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:30am
My Earth is a jewel
with Its opalescent sky
& silvery sea
I come to It naturally
as a babe in utero
to dwell in Its paradises
to live off Its swell
to savour all Its antiquities
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 5:20pm
When I see a quiet wave
break
from a dark blue swell
into a white ridge of foam
gliding along the rocky shore
I think of the arms
of Our Galaxy
cradling
All We Are
Our Lives
Our God
Joanna Gilman Hyde 