Robert Rorabeck

Bronze Star - 2,025 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

So Many Lives But Not So Many Names - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Late bloomers in the river
Where your brother drowned;
Water flowers, ballerinas of
Corkless furry, and each girl loves
A new man,
Winnowing fingers spread like curtains
Underneath the ceiling fans
The perfect tributaries repose together
In a sorority’s cemetery,
Across the canal where the eternal
Garden smokes, crenellating like
Water snakes the places beneath the billboards
Where the living proceed through their
But they cannot find me because I have skipped
They are not even looking for me,
As the cats slink through the hand smoothed stones,
Laughing because they have so many lives
But not so many names.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, February 3, 2010

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