Poetry. river/ flowing/ beneath/ the stars// or stars/ flowing/ over the/ river (Is It). Always a pleasure, an exhilaration, to find new poems about the real life from Bob Arnold's hand and mind. A clear view of what truly matters. A way of language that goes graciously into my ear -- Hayden Carruth. In the tradition of Wendell Berry, Thoreau, Marge Piercy, Arnold celebrates the particularities of nature in the Vermont woods, or wherever he happens to be. He has mastered the regional voice of his neighbors -- the vanishing race of woodsmen and hardscrabble farmers. It's a world where work is what one does and love is never taken for granted. These poems ... make you want to shout and sing! -- Janine Pommy Vega.