TENTH ANNIVERSARY
The Hawk Deck 11:11am
This Morning I Rose
To My Red Vase Of Roses
Pooling On The Floor
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The Hawk Deck 11:11am
This Morning I Rose
To My Red Vase Of Roses
Pooling On The Floor
August 6th,The Hawk Window Seat 11:07am
This Morning I Stood
At The Sliding Glass Door
Listening To The Waves
& The Insistence Of A Chickadee
But I Was Pulled Away
By The Concerns Of My Daughter
Making Her Way To College
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August 7th, The Hawk Window Seat 11:04am
Last Night I Scared Eliza
Trying To Describe Our Shift
To The Left, To The East
Picturing My Self Standing
In The Atlantic
Facing South
With The West To My Right
The East To My Left
& The Mona Lisa
Has A Surprise
Under Her Left Hand
The Hawk Kitchen 1:22am
I Have Risen From The Dream
Of My Mother’s Cure
Of Her Malignant Brain Tumour —
In The Dream I Befriended
Her Doctor
With Whom I Had Had
A Strained Relationship
Since The Day He Examined
My Back
When I Was Wearing A Black Bra
The Hawk Deck 3:11pm
Mrs Blair stepped out
the door to Her Portico
dressed in Her Warm Silver Negligee
at three o’clock in the afternoon
to complete Her Task
of Light House Keeping
by patting out Her Purple Dust Glove
just as A White Pick-up Truck
drove into view
The Tomato-coloured Couch 3:56pm
I’m not a social climber
I’m already @ The Top
My Friends are Intellectuals
My Family from The Elite
I live a Life Of Privilege
with My Handsome Husband/Doctor
&
The Companionship
Of
A Little Man
The Tomato-coloured Couch 11:25am
M(eye) God Is
By Its Very Nature
The Machinations Of Humanity
Within The Structure
Of All Living Organisms
Intertwined W/ The Bugs
& Held In Check
By The Oceans
The Tomato-coloured Couch 2:55pm
I am an attention-seeker
— getter —
I get what I want
because I keep It in focus
It’s not a matter of luck
— I hate that word —
It’s A Matter Of Mind
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:17pm
I Am Writing
With My Black & Silver Pen
In A New Book
Of Black, Power
Black
Like The Hurricane
Approaching Tonight
From The Eastern Seaboard
Of The United States
I Sit In My Wrought Iron Chair
& See Only Fog
No 150 km/hr Gusts Yet
Spiralling Into Our House
But I Am Nervous:
Where Is Self Organizing Galaxy?
On The Minds
Of Thousands —
Soon To Be Millions?
The Hawk Basement 12:55pm
I have seen The Face
of Patience
pitted against & between
two V.I.P.’s
as I was when I was twenty-three —
then the men were heads
of The World Trade Center
the three schools of Cooper Union —
thirty years later the men
are two country doctors
with so much more
than initials
— They Have Me —
next to Their Names
The Hawk West Desk Window 10:22pm
2 I Am Black Star
2 I Have The Whole World
2 Reading My Mind
Joanna Gilman Hyde