The Hawk Kitchen: 9:59am
If Trump doesn’t make it
that won’t stop Me
EYE have a limitless Mind
& I will row
to M(EYE) Destiny
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 10:44am
This morning before work
My Husband Dr W. Hunter Blair
read an article in The Guardian
w/pic re: New York College Moves To Strip Gender Markings From All Bathrooms
Cooper Union students ripping
the Male/Female signs off
all the bathrooms
in deference to trans-gender students —
now where will the real
men and women go?
*saw a star for this poem
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 6:15am
I see a strip of the faintest dawn
where last night I saw The Moon
blood red and then a Gold
Medallion
dripping into the sea:
a lot goes on in The East
from where I watch
at My Kitchen Outpost
while I wait for coffee
to steep
The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:40pm
Rudy Link’s Head was cushioned
on My Stomach
as I lay on My Side
of Dr Blair’s Bed
I was attending to
Rudy’s Hair & Face
the way
I tend to Hunter’s
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:52am
The Sea is black today
against a clouded sun
& I am supposed to get My Armature
to begin the sculpture
of a man who
refuses to die
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:30pm
Eye see the blush of sky
over The Atlantic
w/ The Moon above
the deer’s abandoned carrots —
the cats are out
& the deer are below
packed in the scrub spruce —
oh! Eye see one, two, three
down in the bog
camouflaged
contemplating a return
The Hawk Queen Bed 12:45am
Against The Backdrop of Africa
I stood to walk in a circle
of Black Women
reaching out to Me
— They had never seen a white baby
before —
& against the backdrop of fishermen
I clomped in My Black Fisherman’s Boots
up the pavement
of The Sandy Point Fish Wharf
to drive My Mother’s parked
VW Square Back
back down to the Molly already unloaded —
the men had never seen
a girl from New York
arriving each summer
departing for school in the fall —
against the backdrop
of art school intellectualism
I stood out for My Big Ideas
going after The Top
falling in love
with The President of Cooper Union —
& marrying instead My Ticket
to Nova Scotia — having My 2.4
Children
with .4 ending up depicted
as a 3D red blotch
hanging in My Hawk Living Room
& now married to The Famous Dr Blair —
against the backdrop of Cape Sable Island
on the most southern tip of Atlantic Canada
I have become The Famous Artist
living in Nova Scotia —
a fish out of water
in Her Element
The Hawk Corner Room 6:42am
EYE See Dawn
aqua & flushed skin tones
hovering over the water
with shore lights still on:
EYE have a Big Day today
waking at the crack of It
to take The Magnificent Head
to Lunenburg to see
if It can be cast
in Silver
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 1:45pm
I’ve done enough
of sweeping up galaxies —
it’s an endless task
organizing, compiling known particles
of cat hair, cat food crumbs
specks of kitty litter, the occasional claw point
not to mention Heaven’s Dust
heavy in My House —
“Out Damn Spot!”
The Hawk Exercise Room: 10:11am
EYE catch The Sun
in My Foetal Pulsating Fingers
as I hold up My Left Leg backwards
My Right Hand comes forward
illuminated and red
Joanna Gilman Hyde 