Robert Rorabeck Poems

I loved her by the restraint of memories which had
Already painted over the cenotaphs of all of these pilgrims,
As the pop rockets spent down over the horned rims
Of conquistadors,
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Knocking one out as the
Saints go marching like ants,
Under the rings of cherubic lattices,
Just as chubby as rabbits, their whiskers ululating
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Day by day this body awakens, flatulently
Renewed,
Like your body, an old friend, misplaced,
Remembered,
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You feel so close to me; it is unreal,
Like a kite in my bed, like the sea on the shore,
As the airplanes full of steamy stewardesses reverberate;
It almost feels as if you could come knocking,
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It snows in the coquina forts,
And the fox roots wither like tourists in their
Shorts:
But what about the glassblowers in their
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Like a hypnotized chicken, you never had a chance;
Because you may have come from old Mexico, but I escaped with
My dogs from
Saint Louis, and I have read everything that
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Tonight in the haze of glory, shooting off our mouths
To the nocturnals, and we’ll have new fun by those moons:
The entire forest will have a fire,
But the bears will sleep: they will find new crevices, and
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Cheeks stained with the tears of baseball
That somehow Alma cannot see:
I told her I have all of these scars in her car:
She laughed at me,
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Cheeks stained with the tears of baseball
That somehow Alma cannot see:
I told her I have all of these scars in her car:
She laughed at me,
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In the throats of pretty chords hold their notes,
As lakes hold their tears as if in bluish plates, even while
All of a sudden the incensed ripples of
Disturbing loves appear and then fish outward, skidded
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