The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:13pm
I went to sleep
how many nights?
in My Summer Child’s Room
in Jordan Bay, Nova Scotia
the oldest child of a single mother
from the sixties —
in that little room at the head of the stairs
I saw The Sun against
My Far Wall
and I tried to close the curtains
but The Light came in
anyway and I
went to sleep
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:52am
The Sea is black today
against a clouded sun
& I am supposed to get My Armature
to begin the sculpture
of a man who
refuses to die
The Hawk Exercise Room: 10:11am
EYE catch The Sun
in My Foetal Pulsating Fingers
as I hold up My Left Leg backwards
My Right Hand comes forward
illuminated and red
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:36am
The Sun has risen
much further North
than I expected
& I am to execute
a sculpture of Hunter’s closest friend
whose eyes are up & open
to the surprise of his
final moment
The Hawk West Desk Window 9:55am
Before The Dawn
Of Our New Era
We Are On The Cusp of Night
We Are Silver Now
As The Moon
As The Midnight Hour
Of Transformation
From The Golden Sun
Into That Precious Rarity:
Our Star-patterned
Future
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:28am
I see the pale disc
of sun, looking like a golden coin
on the rise
through a streak of cloud
moving into its halo
soaked up
by its own illumination
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:46pm
EYE get to see
The Sun rise
through M(EYE) New
Faux Lash
It’s not up yet
EYE will put the coffee water
on
— There — at 7:50am
flutter, flutter
The Hawk Window Seat 1:30am
I let The Moonlight
in along the floor
& across My Seat
where the toilet sat
& across My Bed
where I dreamt
of a depression of sun
on My Forearm
belonging to someone
else*
*Karen King
Joanna Gilman Hyde 