The Hawk Kitchen 9:15pm
I See A World
in the misty coatings
of My Glass Table Top
out on the evening deck —
I see gradations
of condensation
spelling out layers
of murky growth
surrounding the beginnings
of a smattering of continents
in The East
& a blurred
wash of fog
in The West
The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:45pm
I live in a place
where all the vehicles
are the colour of angels
& license plates signal Me
I’m wearing white shorts
& Silver jewellery
sitting on My Tomato-coloured Couch
listening to 90’s on 9
listening to the decade
of My hospitalizations
where I didn’t read
just wrote & talked
much like Now
except Now
I want to Live
Barrington Passage 3:50pm
My Private God
is Public Now
ANYBODY CAN SEE HER —
The Beautiful Dark Haired Woman
with An Orange Blossom
at Her Left Ear
She came to Me
after a fight with The Big Guy
Who was trying to get Me
to serve Him:
I declared to Him
“I will not serve God —
I will NOT — I will
serve only My Self!”
& then I realized I was
THE MOST SELF-ISH PERSON
IN THE WORLD —
to be called to serve God
& to REFUSE
only to serve My Self?
And that’s when My Own God appeared —
Her Beautiful Dark Head
protruded from My Right Shoulder
as if I had two heads
She spoke the most melodious words
I had ever heard —
ANYBODY CAN HEAR HER:
“You know The Meaning Of Life
and so You are a Star,
so go to sleep”
The Hawk Deck 1:15pm
I am on The Verge
of Something Big
drinking from The Cup of Life
watching rustling leaves
along The Hedge
with fog wafting past
opening out to Me
the interwoven
sustenance
of calling birds
& One
Steady
Fog
Horn
The Hawk West Desk Window 6:20pm
We’re going to have A Pet Gull
I bet
One stood beside The Deck
right after supper
so I threw Him a heel of My Bread
in torn-off pieces
He kept catching
in mid-toss
The Tomato-coloured Couch 8:22pm
I just saw A Bird
atop The Scraggly Apple
(had time to get the binoculars)
I could swear It had A Wing
Its Left Wing
& Tail
hammered out of Silver
like armoured plating
beneath Its iridescent plumage
Joanna Gilman Hyde 