The Hawk Hallway 8:00am
This Morning I see The Moon
two days from full
sitting in the western sky
setting into a band of pink
and farther into one of blue
She heralds My Day
with Her Emblem of Quietude
as I see Her move
ever so diagonally
below the wires
across My View
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 5:55pm
The Moon said Hello
to Me as soon as I looked
He lit up My Clouds
The Hawk Window Seat 1:30am
I let The Moonlight
in along the floor
& across My Seat
where the toilet sat
& across My Bed
where I dreamt
of a depression of sun
on My Forearm
belonging to someone
else*
*Karen King
The Hawk Queen Bed 9:11pm
The Colour of Moonlight
fell on My Head
The Colour of Moonlight
made sure I was dead
inside My Mind
My Faith It was changed
to see My Self First
My Plans were arranged
to live out My Life
attached to One Sprite
That Light has stayed with Me
even @ Night
June 8, The Hawk Living Room 10:00pm
I’ve Caught The Moon
In My Living Room Sky Light
Arriving
Through This Late
And Early
Evening
I See Its Thin Beam
Shining Down To Our Balcony
Through The Spindles
Defining Shadows
Of The Luminous Streaks
Of My Age
The Hawk Outpost 5:48pm
Last Night You Showed Me
The Moon
Tonight I Have Seen It
Again
Between Parted Clouds
While I Think Of You —
Your Friend,
Joanna
The Hawk West Desk Window 6:18pm
Out My Eastward Kitchen View
I See The Moon, Almost Full
Completed By its Halo
Glowing Through The Deep Blue
Of Sky & Water
–
Out My West
I Catch The Berry Pink
Of One Side Of The Sunset
As I Write
Before Re-checking
My Lunar Scape
& Finding There
The Ocean
Set Apart
By Its Dark, Even Sheen
The Hawk Corner Room 7:55pm
Are We the only planet
aligned between a sun
and a moon
in perfect symmetry
to house
Our Selves?
Joanna Gilman Hyde 