The Hawk Queen Bed 10:22pm
Your Hand upon My Forearm
— My Left —
is like a caress of Gold
but Silver
I must have
The Light Of The Night
Let Me Go
into Tarnished Darkness
for I am certain
not to be alone
There
The Hawk Deck 1:50pm
If That Little Yellow Bird
came to My Scraggly Apple
I think I would cry
with delight
but for now His Absence
is telling Me
I am in A New Phase
of Listening —
OH MY GOD
HE CAME
HE CALLED
HE FLEW
almost in an instant
My Faith in My Self
My Universe
is Restored
The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:30pm
I Just Saved A Bug:
He must have come from My Star-studded Walk
to The Post Box
tripping past Galaxies
of Dandelions & Daisies
to return
to sit on My Tomato-coloured Couch
& I saw Him, Tiny Him
with wiggly legs
on My Right Grey Sleeve
(He wasn’t a tic)
I got up & went out to The Portico
where I showed Him The Edge
of My Red Plastic Deck Chair —
He Took It
I don’t know what He’ll find There —
The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:40pm
I saw My DVD today
& had a mild heart attack
–He was was with His Wife
I was with My Man
walking into Sobey’s
I turned around
& ran for the car
parked next to the sign
“In The Event of An Emergency
Gather Here”
My Husband had to drive Me home
a babbling basket case
possibly unable
to make
Beef Stroganoff
the ingredients of which
I bought in The Little Store
in Clark’s Harbour
The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:45pm
The 1st Age of Man
included The Golden Age
The Age of Silver
The Age of Bronze
The Heroic Age
The Iron Age
(I looked These up on The Internet)
Well, I think
We’re in The 2nd Age:
where cars & boats are female
space ships could be
& computers most certainly are —
The Internet is
The Female Mind
embodied, constructed
on This Planet —
also female
& I’m drinking
Stella Artois
The Hawk Deck 12:30pm
I just thought
a prayer
for the Life of
My Little Bird —
In My Mind I Said:
Please God, spare
The Life of
My Little Bird
–
I spoke to
The Divine
Outside of Me
The Hawk West Desk Window 10:30am
My Little Bird
Greeted Me Today
At The Top Of The Scraggly Apple
–
I Was Holding My Cup Of Tea
At My Open Kitchen Sliding Door
–
He Looked At Me And Sang
And Sang
–
I Could Hear The Surf
Beyond The Scrub Spruce
And I Was In My Element
I Am In My Element
The Hawk Deck 5:10pm
We Have The Birds
To Find A Singular
Song
Attributable
To A Distant Lover
Or A Child Long-missed
The Hawk Deck 10:22
I saw A Helicopter land this morning
somewhere on the beach
I used to see Them all the time
when They were were in My Reach
A Heli-pilot I swore to be
when I was first thirteen
perfect eyesight not in My Cards
Artist I became:
from on high
for All The World To See
The Hawk West Window 1:02pm
Eating My Deli Turkey Sandwich
I realized
My Body tells Me what to do
It has authority over My Every Move
It tells Me when I need to eat
need to yawn
need to sigh
need to pee
It takes heed of all My Perceptions
& provides a whole range of Voodoo Pains
for Me to interpret
It tells Me when I need to sleep
It leads My Life
My Body is My Guide
& My God
(& nobody else’s)
Joanna Gilman Hyde