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The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:41am
My Father once gave Me
two clutches of jade grapes
& eggs to go with them —
I put them in an agate bowl
given to Me by My California Sisters
when They came to Howard’s funeral
nearly eight years ago
I wonder where that bowl is now —
I have searched high & low
Did I give it, with contents,
to The Salvation Army — or did I
pack it away in some forgotten cranny
of My three storey house
where I will find it when
I am alone & old?
The Hawk Queen Bed 8:46am
I had a dream
of My Faithful Old Psychiatrist
Who once boomed
“I will never give up on You!”
I had a dream
He was in love with Me
soft spoken
He held My Hand
& We were the friends
We could never be
October 18, The Hawk Living Room 6:30pm
When I hit
20,001,100 metres
on My 10 year-old Concept 2 indoor rower
I raised My Arms
in triumph
& Hunter snapped a picture
forever declaring in that frame
that I was Howard
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 12:09pm
When My Daughter visits
My Mother’s Island
will She dance
on Her Grandmother’s Grave?
Will She pick fall foliage
& climb shoreline rocks
scaring The Slumbering Garter Snakes
& The Mink who feed
upon Them?
The Hawk Kitchen 5:42pm
I’ve asked for My World Trade Center Preliminary Drawings
on actual blue prints
& My Former Husband claims
He can’t find Them in The Atlantic House —
Posh!
I’ve scattered sea salt grounds
laid out in My Mother’s Black Iron Frying Pan
& You Know What?!
I’ve created
yet again
a piece of The Universal
Design!
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:30am
The Sun was Gold when I rose
making pink on Western clouds —
It’s Silver now so I’m told
by Its farthest reach
My Husband & I no longer look
at the precious metals chart —
We are waiting for the dire news
of a collapse in the money mart
The Hawk Deck 10:45am
I (EYE) am eking out
the last of The Summer Air
out here on My Summer Deck
with a load of sparse laundry
on the line
a military plane flies
over to The North
circles over the ocean
around Our House
& We don’t know why
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 12:34pm
In The No Frills Parking Lot
in front of Nova Scotia Liquor Commission
I eyed up a BRINKS armoured vehicle
as a somewhat elderly blue-shirted driver got out
while I got My Delivery
of lab reports
from South West Health Authority
Then as I crossed the street
in front of Royal Bank of Canada
One BRINKS (was It the same One?)
parked along side —
an armed blue-shirted guy got out with a bag
& a big dolly
& went inside toward the vault
while I went into The Automated Teller Machine
— He came back through
empty-handed
& I got up My Nerve
to ask Him what The Dolly was for —
should I be asking questions?
He said that was OK —
The Dolly was for “coinage” but The Bank didn’t have any
I said “coinage is not used much anymore –”
He agreed & said that’s why
He was turned away today —
did He say “coinage”
to cover for “bullion”?
He looked innocent
Joanna Gilman Hyde 