Wednesday, December 5, 2018
Tuesday, December 4, 2018
Monday, December 3, 2018
HEAVEN LAKE ( 10 ) ~
The Little Factory
Young women work for two older
women in the little chocolate factory
the young women work on tiny tables
behind the massive glass showcase of
chocolates wrapping chocolates and
smiling when someone comes through
the door, the two older women never
smile, they have hired the young women
for this, the young women will never last
at this job as the older women have done
they smile and wrap chocolate and dream
of fucking some of the customers who have
dreamt of fucking them, there is something
even more important than chocolate
Wedding
to JK & MB
Two days before
They were to be wed
He said by phone they
Had been out that day
Near the ocean, the sun
Was glorious, the hills
Were green, the hills
Had horses on them
Greetings
He’s got pizza parlors
Three of them
One is near a mountain we like to climb
But we bypass that one for the one where he works
Closer to where we live
Where he hires autistic kids to give them a leg-up
From a school he founded, all for these kids
And he doesn’t care if they are a little slow sometimes
And a little wired and a little crazed other times
They’re happy and so he’s happy
With his hunchback, stooped walk, little mustache and
Ever cheerful face
He just wants to make sure you like your pizza, and we do
Because years ago he was in the disco life
All sorts of shady businesses and partners
“We made a ton of money and spent twice as much”
He says with the biggest grin
Wearing an apron
Both his hands palms up and open
Like there was no choice
Like meeting the buddha
Kindness
We don't know the kid we shoot baskets with in the park —
he even chased our ball for us
never to be seen again
—————————
Bob Arnold
Heaven Lake
Longhouse 2018
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Sunday, December 2, 2018
Saturday, December 1, 2018
Thursday, November 29, 2018
Wednesday, November 28, 2018
MICHAEL CASEY ~
pentagon
in country the My Lai tragedy
occurred before my time
and the lesser Seymour Hersh story
on Ky Chanh, Quang Tin Province,
was before my time as well
but my patrol route
on Highway One
was through Ky Chanh
and I remember once near Ky Chanh
seeing children play with a stick and ball
with what looked like a pitcher's mound and a home plate
and then there were four bases
now I wish I had stopped
taught them something about the game
but that would mean time travel
you can't get there from now
———————————
Michael Casey
Check Points
Aastra Press, 2011

Michael Casey was born in 1947 in Lowell, Massachusetts. After graduating from Lowell Technological Institute in 1968, Casey was drafted into the US Army and served as a military policeman in Missouri and Vietnam’s Quang Ngai province. His first collection of poetry, Obscenities, was published in 1972 and chosen for the Yale Younger Poets Award. The poems were largely inspired by his time in Vietnam.
Tuesday, November 27, 2018
Monday, November 26, 2018
HEAVEN LAKE ( 9 ) ~
Amen, Brother
He wasn’t happy
about any part of his
job and I’d wager
even his life knee-
deep in snow
cranking away
on two gas
tanks when
he said with
scorn, “Happiness
isn’t everything
it’s cracked up
to be” — amen
brother, but if I
took away your
wrench and
doubled the
snow depth
up to your neck
I promise you
you’ll miss
this little bit
of happiness
Perfume
The girls around the perfume display
giggle & talk like idiots —
what freedom!
Education
He was visiting a
relative at the nursing
home where off to the side
he went to find a drinking
fountain when a little old
woman in a wheelchair
appeared next to him and
said matter-of-factly
“get. me. out. of. here.”
they didn't even know
one another
in those circumstances
they didn't have to
as quickly asked
and an eye-blink of
recognition between them
she was whisked away by someone
leaving him to
grow old and wise
for Kim
Redwing (Steel Toe)
When I bought his boots
At the garage sale
He handed them over
Looking me in the eyes
—————————
Bob Arnold
Heaven Lake
Longhouse 2018
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Sunday, November 25, 2018
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Friday, November 23, 2018
Thursday, November 22, 2018
Wednesday, November 21, 2018
Tuesday, November 20, 2018
Monday, November 19, 2018
HEAVEN LAKE ( 8 ) ~
Watch How It’s Done
Today in a town
back parking lot
where we like
to park I leaned
against the truck
and watched for
a long time a gray
squirrel move a
large enough
brown paper bag
with its mouth
up a tree and out
onto the thinnest
limb where he
waited for the limb
to bow and place
him neatly onto the
three-story roof
and then scramble
across the ridge line
and up an eight foot
chimney and down
into the chimney where
of course he was
building his home
No one said he couldn’t
Presto
You know a rat
When you hear a
Rat in the ceiling
Modern Credo
You have to
Be careful and
Not be too nice
You don’t want
To be looked upon
Suspiciously
Stop Light
With only a few passengers
the bus driver figures
it’s as good a time as any
to comb his hair
—————————
Bob Arnold
Heaven Lake
Longhouse 2018
Labels:
Bob Arnold (Heaven Lake),
Longhouse,
poetry,
Vermont
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