Of Some Lost Yesterday Poem by Robert Rorabeck

They tried to settle down with long brown
Stems,
As the wind seemed for awhile to try and suckle
All of the
Honey out of them- and they remembered
Far and wide
The superstructures the demigods built to
Get a peek at the nudity of
The other side-
Enraptured in a breeze of holidays, in the strange
Floats arising in her eyes-
And she came from here, as you went away-
As the clouds finally winnowed amidst the cliffs
Where all the Indians disappeared
Accounting to the tales of the evaporated estuaries
Of some lost yesterday.