Robert Rorabeck Poems

My wife, come over to the
Other side of the work,
Like an ant crossing a river in
A jungle—
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Poems of racehorses in
The snow—or anywhere—
Even star-crossed over my once-
Muse's abandoned household—
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How will it look if we get lost for a while
And areole the mountain,
And look for the shadows of our footsteps,
The disturbed berries that fall
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Moon, cool and vermillion,
What are you doing a million seconds away
From the heartbeat of a grasshopper,
Of a flickering emotion upon
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Paper airplanes folded from paper dolls—
You still hold my heart in another world,
Even as I bleed gasoline,
And I am forgetting vocabulary
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I've showed you whatever true
Love is, even if
I have misspelled you, I have come
Across you appreciating by yourself
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The little places of our hearts' cathedrals
Kept lit by the show and tell
Of the faith of
Bon-fires—
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The little places of our hearts' cathedrals
Kept lit by the show and tell
Of the faith of
Bon-fires—
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Burn my throat by those silhouettes
Of the wind-tunnels the airplanes
Flew into on Christmas
Back on the day in Catalonia when
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A muse on the moon—
What cadaver is beautiful,
Breathless as it is placed above us,
Like a banshee on
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