Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: Self Organizing Galaxy

ALL WE ARE

The Hawk Kitchen 9:42pm

I possess All The Silver

here in My Silver Pen

necessary to unshadow doubts

about The World’s Organization

Natural or Man-made

for Which There Is No Division

I possess All The Silver

Showered Down Upon Me

filtered through My Pen’s Tip

to resurrect nothing

but what We hold in Our Hands

I possess All The Silver

to envelop This World

in the riches of Faith

in Humanity & God

for Which There Is No Division

THIS GOT ME OUT OF BED

The Hawk West Desk Window 12:05pm

I Have A New Bible

to Thump —

Open It Clean Down The Middle

& Pummel It With Your Thumbs:

It’s Titled The Joanna Hyde School of Thought —

Believe In Your Self First

then believe in God

SPIRAL

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

MY FIRST ART TEACHERS

The Hawk Family Room 7:00pm

My Elementary Art Teacher

Miss Fabian

was little & wore tight sweaters

Her Hair was Black

She wore Black Pants

& told Me Artists usually stand

to do Their work

I don’t remember My Intermediate Teacher

but I made a giant bobby pin

& won an art certificate

at the end of Sixth Grade

My High School Art Teachers

were Miss Cotterall, little & blond

Who taught Me the basics

of Jewellery Making —

Miss Hues —

She was dark-skinned

& I painted a water-colour portrait

of Her in a patch-work skirt —

Mr McDowell

was the Track Coach

Who later told Me He was proud

to have contributed in some small way

to My Success

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MY SILVER BLADES OF LIGHT

The Tomato-coloured Couch 2:20pm

Now that I have reclaimed

the True Force of My Vision

I do not mean to keep it to My Self

I do not think I am capable

of keeping It

to My Self

My intention is to share It

with Whomever

so desires

to know

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MY SHOWER OF LIGHTS

The Hawk Corner Room NOON

My Shower of Silver Lights

goes untainted

to shine BIGGER & BRIGHTER & BETTER

than It ever was

before

It’s Mine

ALL MINE

ARE YOU ALL SILVERED OUT?

The Hawk Kitchen 11:11am

Those *2* Giant Blocks

of Rectangular Silver

Came Crashing Down

on My Miles of Silver Duct Tape

on My Miles of Watery Plastic Sheeting

on My Ten-thousand Square Feet of Dacron Canvas

laid out, smoothed out

weighed down by 400 Sand Bags

Painted for Thousands of Office Workers

It was My

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It All Came Crashing Down

in Zillions of Silver Streaks

on My Head on The Afternoon of March 31st, 1993

I have been crawling out ever since

note:  title from WHB

KEEPING HOUSE

The Hawk West Desk Window Noon

Dust Balls — mostly fine cat hair —

gather up in My House

like Galactic Formations

always in the same places

though I just found

a New One

looking like a Chickadees’s Nest

below My Husband’s bedside table

where I stood

to fold His Laundry

SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG

January 29th The 103 7:49am

I have to be very grown up

this is what grown-ups do

They go to Operations

11:15am Queen Elizabeth II (Old VG) Halifax

“See Ya” rings out cheerily

in the halls

12:45pm

I wait, rest, in a room

thematically named “Beach”

Hunter was taken away @ 12:15

an hour & 45 minutes before scheduled

I wait to hear a “start time”

1:56pm

I am waiting for a “start time”

has the surgery started yet?

(note: shortly after writing this I was told

the “Cut Time” was 1:30

and was given a 3 hour “window”)

I see, for the first time,

10:22 is Really 22:22

on the 24 hour clock

(to spell it out for everybody)

It’s very loud around here — there’s

actually raucous laughter across

the hall

luckily I am the only person in this

“Beach Room”

(note:  one woman came in with reminiscences

of a trip through the Caribbean and described

how She would have jumped ship into the open arms

of a big black woman in the surf, who had a smile

as big as She was) 

2:30pm

(note: checked into The Lord Nelson)

3:00pm

(note: cell phone call from surgeon:

“Mrs Blair — I’m calling to say 

the operation went very well

Your Husband will be in Recovery

about two hours”)

(note: made phone calls to friends and relatives

had to find out Hunter’s Private Isolation Room

and visited Him there for a couple of hours

where the door was kept open and I was allowed

ungowned

though Hunter was a suspected MRSA* carrier

Hunter seemed wonderful — five abdominal incisions

for laparoscopy to fix a hernia and esophagus)

9:27pm The Lord Nelson Victory Arms Pub

I’m drinking Keith’s On Tap

& about to order a club

& Greek salad

The Waiter said

“You’re not from around here

are You”

*Methicillin Resistant Staphylococcus Aurius 

also known as The Super Bug

To My Fellow Bloggers

This is just to notify you

that Self Organizing Galaxy

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