Monday, May 14, 2018

WALKING ~






Walking From Town Between
Midnight And 4 A.M.





I must have carried out

Every peeper in this valley



Home with me, 13 miles

The trees shiver in light rain



The moon following the

Fences following



A hillside of fog that lies down

Generously in the apple orchard



Here is where a few sheep

Suddenly break into a run



A horse pounds the night

Meeting you at the barbed wire



What is that sound between us

It is the water that has brought me back







Walking Into Rain





At the last of rain

Water patters

From the low pines

To the shed



There is a quiet

The bucket turned over

My knife left standing

On the woodpile



A blackbird perches

On a dipping branch

Feeds from the deep berries

The woods are relaxed



From the waist of the field

Find the small light of the cabin

There — the silence we thought

We would never have






Simple Dress






It was you

Who wore the simple dress



And when there were wet flowers

We gathered them



And walked slowly, you hugging

Our treasure



Two fields to the road






Walking Down To Get Water






She'll return through the pasture

I'll find her shoulders




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BOB ARNOLD
I'm In Love With You
Who Is In Love With Me
Longhouse 2012


 





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