MOON SCAPE
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:11pm
The Moon Is Gold
Sometimes
When It Rises
But Always Turns
To Silver
High In
The Sky
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The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:11pm
The Moon Is Gold
Sometimes
When It Rises
But Always Turns
To Silver
High In
The Sky
Eliza’s Room 6:47am
The Sun blankets one wall
before Me in Eliza’s room
It comes through the one window
shaded by a sheer curtain
stamped with purple carnations
I sit up in My Daughter’s Bed
to write of Silver in My Head
on My Mind
I am reaching out to My Ex’s Kind
My Children’s Grandmother et al
giving Them The Hard Sell
The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:18pm
Tonight I spared The Life
of a 2nd Silver Fish —
The First One I squished
with My Sandal —
#2 was right against The Black Spiral
on My floor-laden painting
probably going after some glitter glue —
but He caught My Attention
at The Center of My Art
so I quietly observed His Behaviour
testing His Awareness of Me —
I put My index finger above Him
as if to squash
but He didn’t budge
so I let Him Be
New Year’s Day 2012 The Hawk
I am The Silver Christ
Grey if you like
in This Time of Black & White
I represent The Reconciliation
of Opposites
I can Speak
if You Dare To Listen
I can Point
if You Dare To Open
Your Eyes
though I will not blind You
with My Brilliance —
I will fortify You
with Your Own
What Could We Accomplish
Out There
in Our Brave Wide World —
would You allow Me
to become a Child again —
with The Child’s brazen curiosity?
Could You, Would You
dress Me in Silver —
Dazzling Grey —
or shall I stay
in My Thick Grey Robe?
I’m sitting on My Neutral Sofa
with The Atlantic Ocean & Open Sky
both Grey Today
along My Right
& You, All of You —
to My Left
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 10:15am
The Silver glitters
on My Ocean Front
like the spears
that crashed down on My Head
all around Me
twenty-three years ago —
it’s taken that long
to spread The Glory
from My Sight
out and around
The World
into Our Hands
The Tomato-coloured Couch 12:33pm
EYE stood in the doorway
of My Hawk Living Room
and watched a magical wisp of conglomerated
cat hair
float down
into the light
of My Open Palm
and in that moment
I held The Power
of The Universe
The Hawk Utility Room 9:05pm
I sit before My Latest Painting
starting out as M(EYE) BODY
but quickly seen out
as Aquatic Foliage —
I’m wearing My most expensive earrings
which, earlier today, caught fire
in The Hawk Living Room
when I observed a filament cluster
of cat hair floating mid air
in a beam of sun from The Sky Light —
as I bent to grasp
and missed
The Illuminated Galaxy,
sparks ignited on The Floor —
M(EYE) Precious Grounding Floor —
as I glinted rays dangling from M(EYE) Lobes
all around
and down below
Eliza’s Room 8:11pm
I go to bed at eight o’clock
like a child
back to My Daughter’s Lavender Room
so as not be awakened
before dawn
by various
cats
wanting to be let out
and back in
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 10:34am
The Basement Exercise Clock runs fast
but It’s not digital
so I pay It hardly any mind —
The Clock On My Oven
runs slow
but I check It anyway
any time
when It might say My Magic
Numbers
like The Satellite Receiver Clock
beneath the TV
or The Computer Clocks
or Phone Clocks
Clock, Clock, Clock
so I move
through
My Motion
watching The Monitor
on My Rowing Machine
as I automatically wind
My Open-heart Bulova
on My Right Wrist
* My Husband has His Father’s Mantel Clock
in His Library but He never winds It.
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:20am
My Brother used to cry
in His Crib
in Jordan Bay
and My Mother would not
go to Him
Her Mother got upset
and told Her She was wrong
but She would not listen
and raised a child
Who was afraid of swimming
Who covered knot holes
in His Island Bedroom Panelling
with masking tape
because He saw in the fluid knots
scary creatures
Joanna Gilman Hyde 