Cherished Sorority Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Cherished Sorority



Turning into another day of low catastrophe
Where lunchrooms are
Banished into Cadillac’s or it becomes
Another peaceful sound
Of engines
And locus and hummingbirds while my veins
Feel cold,
And there is someone else galloping
And even backwards across the bridge of my spine:
While, looking up, won’t you believe,
Another blinded angel is spinning
In freelance fireworks,
While another day laborer gets off early and
Pretends to shuck his duties-
While telenovelas parade across another
Day’s screen,
As the fires spread across the mountain,
Marching-
And the aspens say their prayers and continue
Looking up to the jovial moon,
So happy with all of what she has stolen even
While beneath her all of that cherished sorority burns.

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Robert Rorabeck

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