Joanna Gilman Hyde

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Tag: Youth

Fountain of Youth

The silhouette of My Scraggly Apple

with Its new three leaves

looks like the edging

on some of My Paintings:

blobs of lichen and lines —

drips carried

off by the end

of a paint stick


The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 12:50pm

When I was a strapping girl

in a swim suit

I pushed My Fearful Brother

off the bow of Our Mother’s Molly

and He yelled at me

from the splashing water —

“What’d ya do that

for Joanna!”


The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:35pm

I lost a hand-made earring

in the sands of My Mother’s Island

I lost a hand-made sunset ring

in the waves of the Jersey Shore

Both coincided with boyfriends

of My Youth

One Whose name I don’t remember

& One I hope to see again

now in Middle Age