Joanna Gilman Hyde

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Tag: veiling


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”