Know About Love Poem by Robert Rorabeck

In the daylight with the school around us—
All of the exciting promises of the fair having left us:
And the fair she kept in my heart
Like a divine illusion is gone in following-
But replacing her a truer muse from parts unseen,
And even further unguessed:
So that old muse, called up by the serpent’s fangs
Asking for friendship amidst the corn fields
Will live her life over the canal from
Me:
We will never have to see each other again,
And I will no longer have to cry over her for my
Breakfast: I am married—I took a silver airplane over
The avoided earth to find my wife—
And we finally know about love, so what business do
I have anymore with that muse.