Bob Arnold - Builder

A Woodburners We Recommend Publication 2005 series

VALUE

When she is gone
time is all I have

which means
yes, she is timely

WHILE DEEP SNOW
FALLS IN THE
NORTH WOODS

clear
clean

tea
cups

in
the

kit

BELL SIZE

The littlest birds
don’t sing much

in winter, so I have
to use my eyes

SILENT PARTNER

The crowbar may stay
hung up on a nail
for months

and then
will come
its time

SPRUCE

Come from the forest —
cut milled transported stacked lumber
we bring it from town

back to the forest
many loads up a ladder
& through a window

EUREKA

Busting through a wall
changes everything

STINK BUG

The most curious creature —
miniature dinosaur shaped
appears out of nowhere
right now an inch from
my hammer blows
unfazed —
something this delicate
trusting and intimate
becomes a friend

SON AT 19 MOVED AWAY

Deepest snow —
look out the window
to our son’s old tractor toy left
out now for the birds at the feeder
and a nuthatch perched on it like
no one could ever have planned

SITTING WITH THE SUN
ON THE STEPS OF THE HUT

I keep telling myself
to take better time
at peeling the small
orange and breaking
its heart into pieces

WOODBURNERS WE RECOMMEND PUBLICATION SERIES 2005

Now available ~

Bob Arnold. Builder. Longhouse, 2005. First edition. Fold out accordion booklet. New. Limited edition. $7.50

As an act of goodwill and for poetry - Longhouse is sending out each month complete publications - online - of one poet we have published in booklet form for everyone to share. It's a way of giving back to many of you who have sent to us poems, letters, purchases and the same goodwill over the years. The series will fly in under the banner of our Woodburners We Recommend. It should also be felt as a certain warmth in memory of our close friend and long time working companion Cid Corman. Each monthly booklet will also be available for purchase from Longhouse. For those readers that travel back as far as 1972 when Longhouse began, you know poetry was released like bandits by the day, by the week, by the month, and always free. We have never taken on grants and meant poetry to be seen & heard & on poetry terms. For the years 2004-5 and within the universal cyber cosmos, we would like to share a dozen poets with you....and only ask that you share them further.

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VALUE When she is gone time is all I have which means yes, she is timely
	WHILE DEEP SNOW FALLS IN THE NORTH WOODS clear clean tea cups in the kit
BELL SIZE The littlest birds don’t sing much in winter, so I have to use my eyes
	SILENT PARTNER The crowbar may stay hung up on a nail for months and then will come its time
SPRUCE Come from the forest — cut milled transported stacked lumber we bring it from town back to the forest many loads up a ladder & through a window
	EUREKA Busting through a wall changes everything
STINK BUG The most curious creature — miniature dinosaur shaped appears out of nowhere right now an inch from my hammer blows unfazed — something this delicate trusting and intimate becomes a friend
	SON AT 19 MOVED AWAY Deepest snow — look out the window to our son’s old tractor toy left out now for the birds at the feeder and a nuthatch perched on it like no one could ever have planned
SITTING WITH THE SUN ON THE STEPS OF THE HUT I keep telling myself to take better time at peeling the small orange and breaking its heart into pieces