To Temptations Poem by Robert Rorabeck
To Temptations
Poem of vicissitude—of needle point
In the moonlight,
Underneath a skeleton of a lighthouse while
The airplanes are
Dancing,
Marionettes of witches over the old houses
Making silhouettes of a numb
Ballet over their bays of
Green yards—
So easily mowed—across which their diamond
Eyes are sweating,
And the horses eat their apples, saying nothing
To the serpents who would try them to temptations.
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