The World Anew Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Departing into the Amazon,
Women fly over my shoulders- disconnected
From their captains,
Their authoritative fathers- and they go up
Through the world of seas
And lay amongst the clouds where the golden
Chickens lay,
And turtles evaporated from their shells
Made into the soups of long ago:
And I lay with my lover here as well, before
She has to go home again.
She is after midnight and changing into so much.
Her body is a smoking censer in the church of
The bosque- I bought her a five dollar
Picnic basket to take with us to the zoo,
And when she flies over head,
Spreading her brown wings,
She whispers secrets to me you never knew-
Even though she goes home again,
She lies with me as the rain showers come down
Again, and kiss the world anew.