Treasure Island

Robert Rorabeck

(04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

The Valentine Of A Firework


As they dimmed over high school,
And the baseball diamond,
And the inevitable wives went home to
Their inevitable husbands:
From the malls as from the estuaries-
I thought of the romance
In the valentine of a firework: very cheap
Romance bought in packs
Like cigarettes- for an amusing moment-
To scare the children,
And annoy the neighborhood- and yet to
Come from so very far away-
And to be so profound in their beautiful
Daredevilry,
But too end up not really there- to last for
The moment of a lover’s holiday-
A honeymoon of overpriced nonsense-
And that is all:
Not even an echo, not even a sad knock on
A sad door.

Submitted: Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Edited: Wednesday, November 16, 2011

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