March 22, 2011 7:35am The Lobby of The Quality Inn, Halifax Airport
I have never seen Two Women
— I thought one of Them was a Small Man
at first —
I’ve never seen Two Women
embrace like Lovers —
They obviously were Lovers —
They obviously Love Each Other
more than anyone else on the planet
–
*WHB just uttered this phrase and I used it
poem originally titled Lesbian Embrace
The Hawk Kitchen 9:37am
The Sun Is Blinding Me
With Silver
Off The Ocean
A Broad Swath
Taking In Fishing Boats
While I Drink My Coffee
The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:14pm
Oh Bug I Saw You Again
Against My Beautiful Sunset
Were You Following Me?
Did You Know I’d Been Writing
& Stopped Only To Look?
The Hawk West Desk Window 5:10pm
If I were God, Which I Am,
I would decree the legalization
of Gay Marriage
the decriminalization of Street Drugs & Prostitution
the illegalization of Abortion
the equalization of God & Humanity
The Hawk Queen Bed 9:36pm
If only I could run away
from My Past
& trip headlong into My Future —
but Where would that put Me?
Where then is My Present?
The Hawk Family Room 4:40pm
I See Our Galaxy
Out My West Window
Filling Up & Out The Sky
Glowing In Its Centre
With What May Be The Sun
The Tomato-coloured Couch 3:41pm
I always said I never lived
with a broken heart,
but My Mother broke My Heart
when She died
twenty years ago,
but I lived
with My Broken Spirit
taken over by God —
God stepped in
— stepped on My Heart —
He made Me see a Shower of Lights
Which did not fill Me
with inner peace
I was restless
not sleeping
years on medication —
I’m still on it —
I cannot drink The Red Wine
of mirth
without sleep disturbance
I need My Sleep
My Peace Restored
The Hawk Portico 1:00pm
I sit to watch the roiling ocean
with a ring around the sun
that wind’s still up —
I’ll put the kettle on
The Hawk West Desk Window 10:11pm
In a dim-lit windowless room
of Planned Parenthood
I must have signed My Life
away —
I say Must
because I do not remember
The Signature —
I say Life
because It was
Mine
The Hawk Corner Room 4:34pm
I just watched 9 Canada Geese
flying North
past My Picture Window —
I’m such a novice birdwatcher
I could only tell They were Geese
by Their Long Necks
(at least I had the sense to count Them)
Joanna Gilman Hyde 