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Bob Arnold. Devotion. Longhouse, 2006. First edition. Fold-out accordion booklet. New. Limited edition. 1 of only 50 numbers in wrap around band. $10 (+ $2 s/h)
BEING HUMAN
Seeing this -
let me today
if only for a
few moments
twirl like
this autumn
leaf, midair
just like
that, with-
out a care
FOREST SIGHTING
Her sock
wouldn't
behave on
the muddy
trail so we
stopped while
she fixed
it once then
twice and
finally
giving up
and taking
it off bird-
like on
one
leg
BACKYARD
I knew I wasn't alone -
This all day presence of raindrops
On the flat stone step
UP IN THE AIR
Well I'll be -
Finishing the ridge cap roofing job
An ant walks toward me
STONEMASON CREDO
Between talking to myself
While walking around
Choosing the right stone
And talking to myself while
Laying the stone as to what
Works right and doesn't
I have enough company by
Myself not to have you who
Asks kindly if you may help
TO HAVE
To have every bird in the woods
Finally sing and I am known to it
Is all the morning I ask
To see the flower garden
Move as a dress on your body
Is all the day I wish
To have the stars rise from the river
And you think of me not as crazy
Has to be the night ahead
DEVOTION
Those seem to be the finest birds -
The ones that sing
Through the rain
LOCAL
Spring snow melt -
River rushing through
One ear and out the other
FORTUNE COOKIE
All things
being
equal
hardly
ever
happens
FLOATING WORLD
It was a dreamy time for you and me
The weather said so
The pair of windows that opened like shutters
The easy turn of the latch
Through the opening light dazzled
Something like your hair
Many years married I loved you like
A young girl from behind
A small bird with flashing orange wings
Sang from a tree that grew to our window
In this hut we built with our own hands
Some would call it a fairytale
These days pass by as light becomes darkness
There is next to nothing to show for itLONG AGO
That tiny toy instrument
Shaped like a French horn
Displayed with a dozen others
We both gave it a squeeze —
But for some reason this
One sounded the best
With its familiar sound
More than a horn
And it took your breath away
And close to tears
At how its cry
Was like our geese
On a little farm
From long agoTIME PASSES SLOWLY
Breezy naked
Under a red
Summer dress
You will soon
Kiss me but
First point
To four goldfinches
On a wire close enough
As if watching us
Their colors faded
From a week ago like
These autumn hillsMESSAGE
Owl calling out
Of nowhere at dusk
Was as good as spoken
To purchase the full booklet, this is available exclusively from our Bookshop:
As an act of goodwill and for poetry - Longhouse is sending out each month complete pusblications - online - of one poet (or more) we have published in booklet, broadside or postcard 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 to all our close and dear poetry comrades passed along - each one becoming more of a loss. Each monthly booklet will also be available for purchase from Longhouse. Issued in a very limited keepsake edition of 50 copies. Starting in 2006 we will begin to reissue and present past issues from Longhouse of select poets. 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. From 2006, into the Infinite, and within the universal cyber cosmos, we would like to share multiple poets with you....and only ask that you share them further.
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