Robert Rorabeck Poems

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3391.
As If I Was

Light falling through a keyhole as a voice
That echoes of the airplanes it has passed—
Under the skirts of stewardesses that
I imagine smell like roses—
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3392.
The Silences That Lay Between Us

Another cathedral dreamed about of
You boudoir, as you serve
Drinks all night long underneath the vacant ceiling fans:
Yes, underneath the busied stewardesses that would
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3393.
Against His Brown Skin

Physical imaginations of a poet—
I dream of picking flowers now that I am without you—
I dream of slinking away to the
Avenues of Venice,
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3394.
Their Silver-Purple Bodies

Spot on—the little immortality of the fairy nymphs—
Living like barrettes in your hair,
As you take them to school—even as you cannot figure out
What is happening,
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3395.
For A Birthday Of The Gods

I will live for a while
A skeleton with rum in my gut—
With thoughts
At the bottom of the sea—
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3396.
Forts Of Early Morning

Your children were laughing and snaking towards reason—
Like bottle rockets snaking their way to the other side of the canal
To lie in languishing epitaphs
While I remembered my professors at the university had pictures
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3397.
The Middle Of The Night

And if I were dancing drunkenly
South of Spain,
Would you catch me in the New Years of that
Country and across
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3398.
The Reason For Its Rings

And I will go up into another busied architecture
Listening to all of the kissing bees
In their bad architectures around the scarab knees
Over the mountains where
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3399.
Laughing At Home

Laughing at the monuments—what does it mean to be
Here—in the afternoon,
Sweating as my wife lactates over another child
With nothing ever sold:
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3400.
Fieldtrip's Truancies

Watching alligators farting like
Bottle rockets,
The butterflies spinning like
Jumping Jacks,
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