Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: writing

A CHILD OF LETTERS

The Hawk Corner Room 2:22pm

I was A Child of Letters

Valentines to Grand Parents

folded-over butterfly stationary to A Canadian Boyfriend

round pink stationary to My Mother from My Father’s Farm

I wrote to The Rockland County Journal News

when I was eight going on nine

thanking The Valley Cottage Fire Department

for saving Our Woods from a children’s brushfire

a page of loose-leaf in The 5th Grade to My Father

telling Dad to pay Mom a hundred dollars

a page of loose-leaf in The 6th Grade to A Boy

Who ripped it in half

& into My Teens

to Cousins, Friends

Boys I went to bed with

or wanted to

I wrote letters

to Men in executive offices

in My Early Twenties

I wrote & I wrote

all My Life So Far

like magic I am A Woman of Letters

They have preceded Me

Up Here in My Beautiful Corner Room

looking out over The Atlantic Ocean

with My Husband home from work

& a claw-less Siamese

pawing at The Door

6:04pm

Now I hear

The Northerly Waves

I have the bottom

of a glass of wine

twelve dollar very dry

I have supper under

the broiler

I have some writing

CALL FROM ALBERTA 5:22pm

My Son just confirmed, echoed

I have a booming voice

“like no other”

Am I Gifted

or just loud in restaurants?

Do I Make Sense?

I am heard

through My Writing —

but when will I yell out

authoritatively

to Our World

for Our World

to Guide?

to Scold?