The Hawk Queen Bed 12:16pm
EYE could sit
in Eliza’s Room
with My Veil
upon My Head
but doing that
would serve no good —
it would fill My Home
with dread
The Hawk Queen Bed 9:20am
EYE am wearing The Veil
slouched in Hunter’s Bed
I have It draped
over My Shoulders
for support
for consolation
It’s hot in here,
under My Veil
It’s hot but
I like It
It’s My Privacy
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:00am
Last night I sat
at the dinner table
with a napkin first
on My Head
then on My Face
then I graduated
to the veil from Rudy’s Sculpture
and covered My Self
in Its silken sheath
and stood like a ghost
declaring to My Second Husband
“I am to be seen by only DHW”
Joanna Gilman Hyde 