Robert Rorabeck Poems

Encoded into a rich harem where
Nothing can last forever
I listen to country music and wait for your
Older sister to come out and sun
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Penumbra- forgotten echo over a rose,
Like a fingerprint over a theft-
This is my newborn amusement for you-
Silk of amber sleep trailing out
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Rainy monuments without summer time,
Even after the busses have unloaded their cloud-like
Children
With their open ended daydreams and scabbed
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Half-hazard benevolence once again
In a crooked world
While looking up her skirt on a merry-go-round:
There she is,
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Steady action in the racehorses- in the broken
Jaws of teenagers,
Or in the words I don’t know, as the airplanes fly
Passing by the zoetrope
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Palmettos panting in the frosty glade
Easter eggs lying where they were laid, and the sun
Going up and mollifying the earth like
A stone:
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In those elements drooling from you
Mouth divide as you take school busses home
To the busy housewives:
You are fables anyways- silent lessons with
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Now they’ve shown this architecture to their
Queen they are going home,
Pony-eared, long stemmed:
Leaping, giddy sensed over whatever fields
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I can tell of things saddened in the park: things
That never have to die
After they have run away: words drooled from
The lip,
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Only the emotions of a seashell:
How the sea repeated her lulls, her vacancies
Into her,
Underneath the ceiling fan, like a horse galloping
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