Joanna Gilman Hyde

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Tag: nature

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

LISTENING

The Hawk Deck 1:50pm

If That Little Yellow Bird

came to My Scraggly Apple

I think I would cry

with delight

but for now His Absence

is telling Me

I am in A New Phase

of Listening —

OH MY GOD

HE CAME

HE CALLED

HE FLEW

almost in an instant

My Faith in My Self

My Universe

is Restored

 

I JUST SAVED A BUG

The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:30pm

I Just Saved A Bug:

He must have come from My Star-studded Walk

to The Post Box

tripping past Galaxies

of Dandelions & Daisies

to return

to sit on My Tomato-coloured Couch

& I saw Him, Tiny Him

with wiggly legs

on My Right Grey Sleeve

(He wasn’t a tic)

I got up & went out to The Portico

where I showed Him The Edge

of My Red Plastic Deck Chair —

He Took It

I don’t know what He’ll find There —

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 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

THE PRAYER

The Hawk Deck 12:30pm

I just thought

a prayer

for the Life of

My Little Bird —

In My Mind I Said:

Please God, spare

The Life of

My Little Bird

I spoke to

The Divine

Outside of Me

MY LITTLE BIRD

The Hawk West Desk Window 10:30am

My Little Bird

Greeted Me Today

At The Top Of The Scraggly Apple

I Was Holding My Cup Of Tea

At My Open Kitchen Sliding Door

He Looked At Me And Sang

And Sang

I Could Hear The Surf

Beyond The Scrub Spruce

And I Was In My Element

I Am In My Element

CALLING

The Hawk Deck 5:10pm

We Have The Birds

To Find A Singular

Song

Attributable

To A Distant Lover

Or A Child Long-missed

ELIZA TIME

The Hawk Deck 4:30pm

Twenty Years Ago

I wrote in a hospital:

“I CREATED MY SELF

BUT I GIVE GOD

THE CREDIT”

(Then I got intentionally pregnant)

Now I Say:

“I MADE UP MY DAUGHTER —

I PLANNED HER

TO BE A WOMAN WHO

CAN DO

ANYTHING

(and SHE HAS TO BE BEAUTIFUL)”

Eliza, born into water

came out

P-E-R-F-E-C-T

(& God had nothing to do with it)

RELIGIOUS FIGURE

The Hawk Deck 11:00am

I have turned into

a religious figure

dressed in purple robe

& sun hat

holding My mauve & gold

Journal

on My Knee

I hear the birds

a lawn mower

& write

of The Solace

I seek for Others

Who may share

My View

of The Internal God