Joanna Gilman Hyde

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Tag: humanity

SOBEY’S

The Tomato-coloured Couch 12:45pm

Sobey’s is a home-grown grocery operation

with A Parking Lot

as one of the most innocent

& unassuming

public spaces

in existence

(at least around here)

Unsuspecting Shoppers

push Their Full Carts to Their Cars

push Empty Carts back

to The Cart Corral

Which says “In The Event

of An Emergency

Gather Here”

What is Sobey’s 

preparing

for?

I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT

The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:00pm

I Can Do Whatever I Want

I Can Write Anything

I Feel

I Can Write “I”

A Million Times

& Disregard That Man’s Word “ego”

Cancel It Right Out

I Know The Meaning Of Life:

I Have My Own Private God

A Beautiful Dark-haired Woman

Who Told Me In My Right Ear

“You Know

The Meaning Of Life

& So You Are A Star —

So Go To Sleep”

RED WHITE & BLACK

The Hawk Family Room 3:50pm

I follow A Digital Signal, Sign

first seen stuck on a banana peel

a square black & white intricacy

a computer tag for scanning

(My Daughter assures Me)

seen today blown up

on a floor to ceiling disaster-relief poster

at The Canadian Red Cross

lending unit

where I helped My Ex-Mother-In-Law

borrow supplies

for Her Husband’s Hospital Homecoming

tomorrow

when Dr Wilson says Mo

can be released

NAKED AS I WRITE

The Hawk West Desk Window 11:00pm

Over Seven Billion Human Hearts

are beating away —

some for the last time

some for the first —

how can Their Rhythms

be harnessed

for the awaited

Destiny of The Divine:

The Emblem of Far-reaching Truth

& Prosperity

of Our Organism?

OUR SHOWER

The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:30pm

When I had My Shower of Silver Lights

over twenty years ago

I transferred

The Totality of God

on & into My Self

& spoke of It as such

ever since

Until Today

I spoke It all again

to a beautiful brown-haired woman

& by so doing

I

have

become

OURS

DEPENDENCE DAY

The Tomato-coloured Couch 6:22pm

In This Red Book

I Write Instruction

for Women of Child-bearing Years

I Write Steadfast Instruction:

Lay Down Your Tools

of Abortion

Think

of The Twins

Think

of The Single Entities of Humanity

Look At What You Are Doing

To Your Selves

And To The People Who Love You

Think

of What Possession

You Have Been Given —

How Can You Not Want It?

He And She Are A Significant Part

of You

And You Are

All Of Them

WEDNESDAY’S CHILD

The Hawk Kitchen 11:40am

One Day This Week

I grew into A Giant

somewhere between

Prom on Saturday

& Graduation on Thursday —

It was Wednesday

I came out of The Bathroom

Naked

& felt My Shoulders Rise

My Chest Heave

My Legs Muscle Up —

I felt My Self Grow

like Alice In Wonderland

& climbed the stairs DOWN

to go tell Hunter:

“I’m A Giant —

I’m A Giant!”

I’m A Giant of A Mother

I’m A Giant of A Wife

I’m A Giant of A Lover

I’m A Giant of My Life

The Fog Is On The Prowl

The Hawk Family Room 8:30pm

Today I left My Grey Purse

in a shopping cart

at Sobey’s cart corral

which says

In The Event of An Emergency

Gather Here”

It could have been a bomb

but My Grey Purse was found

by a Do-Gooder

& returned, unopened, @2:22

for My Husband

to pick up

THE AGE OF 2

The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:45pm

The 1st Age of Man

included The Golden Age

The Age of Silver

The Age of Bronze

The Heroic Age

The Iron Age

(I looked These up on The Internet)

Well, I think

We’re in The 2nd Age:

where cars & boats are female

space ships could be

& computers most certainly are —

The Internet is

The Female Mind

embodied, constructed

on This Planet —

also female

& I’m drinking

Stella Artois

CROWD-PLEASING CHANT

The Hawk Queen Bed 10:22pm

WHO IS GOD?

We Are God

WHAT IS GOD?

We Are God

WHERE IS GOD?

Here Is God

WHERE?

Here!

WHERE?

Here!!

WHERE?!

Hear!!!