Monday, March 14, 2016



There is evidence of spring everywhere

A pair of geese, into a headwind / point north

The shed door shuts easier now

Rain water comes to the meadows

Planks are thrown down


It is Spring

Already you relax in a cotton skirt

Passing through mountains is a strong feeling

Fields plowed, new wood split, a hawk floating

Puffs of softwood in the gray hills

A river runs with snow melting

A small bridge neatly built to get by

There is pleasure in such places

An old woman and her huge straw hat

Raking the far corner of a hayfield


Bob Arnold
Where Rivers Meet
Mad River Press



Luster said...

Dear Bob,

As I've told you, I love this book, have given it as a significant gift. These poems today, hit home.

stay close,


Bob Arnold / Longhouse said...

Ever thanks, Mike.

You know I'm close
all's well, Bob