Robert Rorabeck

Bronze Star - 2,196 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

The Slightest Rain - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

It rains so light that
It shouldn’t have to rain at all,
Except it makes the parks
Where I would have liked to
Kiss you prettier;
And we have rivers of oceans
Inside of us,
But only so many breaths to
Blow these sails,
Like my body coming against your
Shore and lying down against
Your so many animals,
Like kindergarten:
Your eyes the wildest of them all,
Something that even the slightest rain
Knows I
Can never tame.

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  • (12/7/2009 1:24:00 AM)


    How happy I am to find a Rorabeck amid the long lists of names:

    'And we have rivers of oceans
    Inside of us,
    But only so many breaths to
    Blow these sails...'

    There is no substitute for words like these. K
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 6, 2009



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