Upon The Garden Of Eden Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Upon The Garden Of Eden



Boys are lucky who don’t know hallways:
They can swim for ever like blue gills
And teeth upon the sun—imaculate tit in the sky
With an aeriola of sky:
Just one foundation with a roof that freckles
With the heavens
That dinosaurs once saw before they stumbled
Upon the Garden of Eden
Vanishing forever.

Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: sky
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Robert Rorabeck

Robert Rorabeck

Berrien Springs
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