I have a father, sister, close friends all gone,
but not at all gone to me. I’m still with them or they are with me
and I accept no religion, absolutely none, to get in the way
between me and the stars. The woodfire burns tonight.
In the flames my father used to say he saw faces.
A Possible Eden
by Bob Arnold
Cover paintings by the author
Publishers & Booksellers
Green River, Vermont
Image: front cover (click to enlarge)
I go out and say Come and meet my friend,
and guess who’s first to smile. That’s right.
The neighbor’s dog, breaking down the fence.