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Eye wake before the sun is up
I go to bed before it’s down —
am I following the path of light
or is it following Me?
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Eye wake before the sun is up
I go to bed before it’s down —
am I following the path of light
or is it following Me?
The Hawk West Desk Window 9:19pm
I hate to close the shade
on the last remnants of sunset
but I can hear The Waves
through the bathroom window
and so all is well
with Me.
The Hawk West Desk Window 7:44pm
Hark — there’s a Silver Streak
along the Western Horizon
of My Evening View
I am rewarded
from a day of grey
to the embarkment
of broken cloud
and layered sun
The Hawk West Desk Window 8:45pm
I can watch The Sun go down
in The West
over prehistoric islands
then I can watch It rise
in The East
over My Favourite
Ocean
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 West Desk Window 8:25pm
The Sun Is Silver
Beaming Out From A Ridge Of Cloud
Lining The Sky With One
Elongated Ray
Before It Sets
Into The Spray Of Islands
Beneath
The Hawk West Desk Window 8:15pm
There’s a purple cloud
out there now
with The Peepers going
It’s a scene, Man
A Scene
&
I Love It
The Hawk West Desk Window 7:04pm
I Lift The Shade
From My Husband’s Nap
To Check The Progress
Of The Sun — It
Lays Out Her Silver
Upon The Bay
An Hour Before The Set
We’ll Watch
The Hawk West Desk Window 7:52pm
I have watched The Sun
born out from under a ridge
of grey cloud —
a colour I want to call
purple —
into the clear light
between, now, the upper ridge
and a lower bank
where The Sun burns
Its way down, a molten sphere
into a bottom line of ocean islands
I want to call grey
The Hawk West Desk Window 6:18pm
Out My Eastward Kitchen View
I See The Moon, Almost Full
Completed By its Halo
Glowing Through The Deep Blue
Of Sky & Water
–
Out My West
I Catch The Berry Pink
Of One Side Of The Sunset
As I Write
Before Re-checking
My Lunar Scape
& Finding There
The Ocean
Set Apart
By Its Dark, Even Sheen
Joanna Gilman Hyde 