Sometimes with the one I love I fill myself with rage for fear
I effuse unreturn'd love,
But now I think there is no unreturn'd love, the pay is cer-
tain one way or another,
(I loved a certain person ardently and my love was not
Yet out of that I have written these songs.)
I SHALL NOT CARE
When I am dead and over me bright April
Shakes out her rain-drenched hair,
Though you should lean above me broken-hearted,
I shall not care.
I shall have peace, as leafy trees are ... more »
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Robert Rorabeck Poems
A Flower In The Rain
I want to fall on you like rain upon a wildflower Opening new reason from you Scaring all the old bees away from
A Single Kiss
Well, it is raining, and the raindrops make Furtive areolas in the puddles of muddy bellies, And their mists are like nebulous shrouds, And unfertilized thoughts of maidens dreaming of
According To Death
With others old and gray, Or not so old at all—Maybe they will Mostly be fair haired and young, If it should be a tragedy. Who knows?
Alice And The Spooks
Little girls in little blonde curls In reddish frilly messes Eat their lunch alone, Served by brunette waitresses
Absent Without Leave
Close set the stores and hide The abdomen of my laziness. Feed chickenpox To alligators, And go outdoors, brown bagging liquor and fireworks.
Romeo And Juliet's Wedding Vows
Juliet: I will be thy chased rose and take thy name. My heart will continue drumming its love for you the same; And though thy mother and father mean nothing to me—
The Pretty, Pretty City
Now the city has a studded nose, Because the city is so pretty, and the city knows: The city, she almost fooled me underneath the Chicken sky- The city is so pretty,
I have seen you lying under the sky Like the Great Victoria Desert of Australia, Your body the milky smoothness of Oasis, My eyes come to drink with the animals off
The Snow's Sad Drift
Recall her now What the world does know Fluctuating back and forth Through the snow.
The Back Nine
We can split the atom, And see the fetus of death- We can throw rocks from the moon, If we want to:
For A Kiss
Away from the night Everyone moves across the street To be together, far from, They are attracted to the light
The mad-eyed bloom of the Fiery Russian poet Incinerated by eternity’s fist And fed to toy-sized sharks in the
In Tattered Pools Of Shrieking Glee
When will these new scars die- They cannot possibly outlive me, the silent Unmovable fantasies of a graveyard’s soul: All the little jewels half remembered in her flesh;
Some Wistful Amnesia
Lets break into houses and make love- Lets make fun of the teachers on their way into school- Lets wake up early and play baseball in the dying Park as the cicadas shed;
A Flower In The Rain
I want to fall on you like rain
upon a wildflower
Opening new reason from you
Scaring all the old bees away from
Pollinating your bed
Scaring all the fake men off who
Can only stand the sun
So it’s just me and you in the
The rabbits in the hole
The grasses are wet and beginning to bow
The forest is damp and sleepy
And in the meadow
I bend down and kiss your petals wetly
Falling all over you
Letting your pistil slip into my mouth
Sucking off your honey,
Almost plucking you
But not going so far
Just pulling you so that you can ...