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| photo ~ Graham Leese |
When
When the cat
doesn’t get
its way
it does
what none of
us have yet
learned
to
do
it
goes back
to the
couch
curls up
shuts up
I’ll Never Be Poor
How she does it
I don’t know
don’t want
to know
will never
know as
she turns to me and
it’s new all over again
Question
How alone are you?
In your sweet
Baby’s arms
Not Least
A night after
the meteor shower
of the century
wrapped in blankets
we counted shooting stars until
we lost count
though it was a lone star
the next night spearing
the woods darkness
as if a late comer —
that seemed to
count the most
___________________
Bob Arnold
Heaven Lake
Longhouse 2018
