After Work
Long day for us both
Field work hot sun
Resting later on
Taking off your boots for you
Then your socks
More
walking out
from her bath
one lasting
water drop
between those
eyes
Folk Song
It was a Sunday morning
When we decided to chase
The freight train flat on the
New Mexican plain —
Straight and longly forever
It seemed like the barren
Road we were on, rails
Running parallel, sun
Rising, three locomotives
Strong — we all galloped —
And when we reached
Ahead and to a bend in the
Road we stopped and ran out
As close as we dared and
Almost better than the
Sight of the train itself
Felt the earth shake at
Its approach up and down
Like a planetary drum
This shooting star comes
Thundering over the rise —
A good man knowing a
Good thing when he sees
It waves to us with two
Blasts of his train whistle
Quivering and heart-filling
Like the best folk song
Housekeeping
what bedspread
what blanket
what cloth I
have watched her
hand spread smooth
with an elegance
felt
on my-
self
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Bob Arnold
Heaven Lake
Longhouse 2018
