Night Table
Here is part of you
While you sleep —
The small shine
Of silver earrings
Is naked
Dreamers
To reach down at knee height
And bring your hands up under
Her dress and rise without
Hesitation or any resistance
Naked
Round sunburn
Neckline of
Her blouse
A Tree Full Of Birds
for Janine Pommy Vega
That’s what I heard one morning
In a no-nothing town between
Phoenix and Tucson, where it
Appeared desolate and desperate
With a mall and motel and a big
Highway running through it all
And even the motel desk didn’t
Know the name of the route number
Of the highway when I asked the
Next morning with a desire to go
To the mountains north — as if no
One went to the mountains from here —
But I did, and before I left, hours
Before I asked any questions, birds
By the hundreds came to the trees and
Bushes of this motel square, dipping
Even into the swimming pool, and whether
It was sunrise that lit each bird yellow
Or if in fact they were yellow and each
Singing magnificently in the coolness of
Daybreak when I was awakened gladly
And stepped out my door and onto a long
Balcony to see and hear and feel the most
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BOB ARNOLD
I'm In Love With You
Who Is In Love With Me
Longhouse 2012