THIS PLACE IN EVERY LIFE
A span of 20 feet —
Someone, but no
One’s around, once
Laid down these log
Poles and nailed the
Planks for what I balance
On and cross, and then
Turn and once again
Walk over, because I
Like the feeling, a
Mountain creek beneath
And leaves floating,
The range of light —
Now back across slowly
The last time
Finally into my direction
====================for John Levy
© Bob Arnold
from Where Rivers Meet
(Mad River Press)
photo © bob arnold
