Robert Rorabeck Poems

Into those actions dancing—youthfulness—
Full bodied—torso of still yawning grass
Spindles around the exasperations of a Ferris
Wheel,
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Last of the populations in the snows,
Wearing the last of her feathers:
The mountain, a breast—in her weathers
and p%ssywillows—
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Last of the populations in the snows,
Wearing the last of her feathers:
The mountain, a breast—in her weathers
and p%ssywillows—
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Tide moves out, breathless,
Leaving us time to smoke in between classes:
Moving up, apexes—
Then I’ll have to return to a school that is
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If you decided to skip school where would you
Go,
Overpowered in your ideas to be alone—
Coming along into her parks and comingling with
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You can give your echo to me—
Or I can be your Romeo—
This is my thought as your younger sister lies kidnapped,
Happily over the canal
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I will publish my art through the new diamonds
And then I will survive by holding on:
What candle that wept beneath the burning bush—
What silent lip set afire by gasoline while the
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I will silence you without any grief while the
Sun is in his high orchard and all of the heroes have
Gone to sleep:
And this is my world, while I stare at pictures of
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If you decided to skip school where would you
Go,
Overpowered in your ideas to be alone—
Coming along into her parks and comingling with
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We were entering the fall-guy’s study and
It was an interesting thing, becoming a part of the show
(The sunlight fell upon us nice and slow)
As I looked up into her eyes, green bivouacs—
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