The Hawk Deck 11:22am
I have succeeded
in painting out
The Shower Of Silver Lights
They will stream forth
from the wall above
My Tomato-coloured Couch
& They Will Be Divine
The Hawk Portico 1:53pm
I want to reign in
The Shower Of Lights
consolidate Them
into a pattern
rather than a room
full of light
I want to make Them
an Emblem
a Signature
of The Divine
The Hawk Portico NOON
I am dressed to paint
My Killer Lines
of Dagger Points
in My Black Lace Bra
& Black Jesus Underwear
I hear The Chickadee’s
approval
before I begin
I just have to draw
The Silver Blades
out
The Hawk Queen Bed 9:11pm
I am going to paint
The Shower Of Lights
Yes — That Creepy Shower
which befell Me
on that famous date —
no — not October 22nd, 1993
BEFORE THAT — March 31st, 1993
I am going to do It
Justice
I am going to order
a 10-foot-long x 5-foot-wide
piece of canvas from Halifax
to be shipped — yes
I will be waiting for art supplies
again, but this time, this time
I will be ready
Tonight Marks The Thirtieth Anniversary
of The Signing of
Thank You For Watching
The Tomato-coloured Couch 8:24pm
Today I went to Sobey’s
in My Husband’s old paint pants
belted
but first I had to go to the bank
& walking over
in an October wind
I felt, for the first time:
I really am an artist
living in Nova Scotia
The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:28pm
The Meaning Of Life
opened out before
My Eyes
from a pod of brown
cracked with gold
revealing something pink —
God’s Magnificent Joke?
Oh! It’s The Reason
For Schizophrenia
Now I Will Paint It
BLACK
FUCHSIA
&
SILVER!!!!
The Hawk Dining Room 6:22pm
I Am Setting The Table
for 2
coming out of disaster
to abide Together
after the flack & flap
subside —
I Am Setting The Table
for The Feast Of Love
& no one is invited —
or is The World?
The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:11pm
I wanna start A Cult —
not the kind where the leader
drives 14 Rolls Royces
or where the leader talks
500 people into drinking poisoned Kool-aid
I wanna be the kind of leader
I already am —
54 years in the making —
a slice of human growth
out of two wedges
of eternity —
Mine is The Cult
of Clear Thinking
’cause I will never say
there is no such thing
as Divinity
My Cult is not a clubhouse
My Cult lives for Humanity
as God, merely God
as I understand no separation
–
Move Over Allah & Christ —
a woman named Joanna Gilman Hyde
is on the scene
to speak Her Mind
Her Human Mind
which speaks for God —
Is Anyone Listening?
Joanna Gilman Hyde 