The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 9:30pm
I lay My Knitting aside
to go upstairs
to take My Pills
in order that I sleep
for The Rest
of My L(EYE)FE
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 3:34pm
If
I
had
had
My Aqua Wool Skeins
& filament needles
in The Yarmouth Psychiatric Unit
–
purl
knit
purl
knit
–
knit
knit
knit
knit
–
would They have let Me
out?
The Hawk Dining Room 8:17pm
Tonight I see
a rainbow
complete
over The Atlantic Ocean
& Tonight I question
the wonder of My Halo
seen again Today
for forty minutes
of intensity, distraction
& sacredness
of Human Vision
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:45am
Silver Sea & Silver Sky
wake Me up
to The Sun held high
over water turned to mint
The Clouds streak over
My Righteous Glint
The Hawk Portico 5:30pm
My Ativan Prescription
is filled @ the pharmacy
but I’m trying to figure
whether to purl or knit
instead
of going to get It —
there was a time
a grey time
when I would have held
the bottle close
& seen My Self
indulging in several times
the recommended dose
just to conk out
from life
or death
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 6:22pm
I found A Fly, dead
but He was Bottle Blue
too beautiful to throw outside
but I had to
I could not have Him
on display
on My Kitchen Window Sill
with My Blue Bottle
Pouring Sculpture
for which I paid
$180.00
or could I?
The Hawk Library 2:05pm
A Sheath of Silver
above Her Head
She lays below
Her Hair
painted through Her Tresses
bare —
She holds Her Secret
to Her Chest
*painted by Sir Frederic Leighton 1895
The Hawk Portico 4:57pm
EYE will not be contained
by a cottage studio
where EYE write or paint
the fog tumbling in
like the meringue
EYE fold
into MEYE Bread Pudding
The Hawk Queen Bed 9:25am
My Brother’s Room
on McNutt Island
was paneled in knotty pine
stained an olive green
wherein He saw
knots shaped like Lurid Faces
& crossed Them over
with masking tape
Joanna Gilman Hyde 