Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: Universe

SEEING FROM ABOVE

The Hawk Living Room 8:30pm

The Time has Come

to write of My Floor

My Platform of The Universe

laid out like a sea

The Foundation of My Living Room –

I come downstairs

seeing It from above

to pick up stray galaxies

of cat hair bundles

— maybe only one or two —

along the vast expanse

of My Extreme Meanderings

ROWING BREAK

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 11:05am

The Universe

is A Giant Kitty Box

with The Wild Stars

scattered on Our Floor

at The Foot of Our Basement Stairs

— The Cats Who use It

are God

& Those Who Clean It —

Christ

GLITTER

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 5:55pm

God has The Soul of Space

in which to play Her Hand

from Her Fingertips

She can spill & spread

Her Trillions & Trillions of Suns

to let the fertile Ones out —

Those very rare seeds

spawning new worlds

across the countless miles

of Grace

SINGULAR RAYS

The Hawk X Miss Tree 4:30pm

I am seeing The Breath

of The Universe

play on My Living Room Wall

enchanting Me

by the undulating placement

of light from The Sun

touching My Only Flat Silver Ball

cascading in slow motion

In & Out

NEWS FLASH

The Hawk Computer 6:04 pm

My Husband, Dr William Hunter Blair, now believes

that My World Trade Center Roof Top Painting from 1984

titled Self Organizing Galaxy

may have given someone the idea

for 9/11

http://carloschagall.com/2015/09/11/self-organizing-galaxy-by-joanna-hyde/comment-page-1/#comment-6419

NOTICE TO MY READERS 222

EYE have not been writing much —

EYE have been making recordings into M(EYE) cell phone

in-which M(EYE) Husband does not seem very interested.

SHEET CHANGE

The Hawk Queen Bed 10:22am

Spread out before Me

is My Unmade Bed

covered in rubbery white

against spills —

I see The Hairs of Life

embedded as the Theory

of Strings & Galaxies

against Our Backdrop

of Infinity

STAR MAGIC

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 6:47pm

Tonight I see A Nebula

on My Darkened Dinner Plate

It lays within

The Buttery Juice

of My Fish —

The Breadcrumbs are

The Stars

& The Milky Sauce

is My Temporary

Universe

SILVER SPOUT

The Hawk En-suite Bath 9:51am

I see A Fragment

of Our Universe

emblazoned on the sink faucet

It has arrived

by spit

spraying tooth paste splatter

washed together

with the fluid

of many microbes

DIVINE UNIVERSE

The Hawk Kitchen 8:19pm

coagulating

filaments of sour cream

swirl in the round