Robert Rorabeck

Freshman - 511 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

Stain Glass - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Patterns of apertures and loss.
The ship’s guts spill the diamonds into the waves.
For a second,
The fish glitter unexpectedly before
They fade again into the abyssal wound.

Across the street,
The children do not play together anymore.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 19, 2008



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