Robert Rorabeck Poems

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701.
Their Fairytale Homes

And there they lay sleeping
So lost and so nude in a pile of limbs
Like discombobulated and
Bled roses
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702.
The Memories Of A House

Let's give a ballpark figure when
I look into your eyes over New Mexico's desert—
Who truly was defeated in the Alamo?
I have a girl in my class who claims to be the
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703.
In That Orchestra That Pulses With The Tide

The lighthouses are uneven,
Hugging the cliffs like infants—
But at least they are beautiful,
Crippled and dissolving
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704.
Blistering Of The Hot Brigade

A blistering of the hot brigade
Makes youngish girls swoon and kiss and
Gasp for love in the sweltering shade—
Their eyes hung over from mad delight
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705.
The Snowflakes Of Darkness

Put a pearl in the mouth of my soul and
Walk away—talk about hunting unicorns, even though
I know you don't have it in you—
You have never read King Arthur—nor are you one
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706.
Like Apple Orchards Sunken Into The Sea

How are our soul jettisoned by this gravity—
And the classrooms of our behests swarm with infections of
Insects—
I remember slipping beside you on a swing underneath
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707.
The Dozen Virgins Of Guadalupe

The dozen Virgins of Guadalupe may have to make
A church out of my garage—
I have them in my house right now: in the foyer,
Atop the fireplace,
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708.
So Many Months Away From Home

Even though I am about to go to sleep,
All of the souls of fireworks are in your eyes,
But they are so easily spent—
In the nights and the holidays underneath the
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709.
Busied In Your Lost Joys

Word is the jewel in the throat of
The prism—
Lips are the arms of the sun and
There you are
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710.
The Pilots Of The Midnight Of Faraway

The petering out of the substances of a heart
Stain the carpets of an imaginary threshold
Where all of the thoughts of the muses step inside
Bringing her gifts,
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