Robert Rorabeck

Bronze Star - 2,791 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

In The Joy As It Happens - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Awakening in the joy as it happens to be
Like goldfish swimming for the bourgeois-
And her ankles
Cenotaphs for the stars that are still moving:
And starships up there in the grapevines,
As she is lying down to let the
Foxes milk her
As the headlights of the churches shine across her
With so little grace,
But there she is: crude- of blue paint beneath an
Overpass,
And the turtle at her shoulder, coming from
The canal:
What will it say to her, and will they take shelter
Underneath a school bus,
Will she kiss him in time for metamorphosis
Or dinner:
Will she change for me as well, and how will we
Lie together then
Making numbers with our thumbs, my elbows
Stitching over her a penumbra as the greater
Numbers of people come and go.


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 9, 2011

Poem Edited: Monday, October 10, 2011


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