A Flower In The Rain
Alice And The Spooks
A Single Kiss
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27 Jan 06:13
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26 Mar 2019 10:01
A good and talented poet....God bless you...
Z. M. Wise
23 Apr 2015 12:03
From what minescule fragments of a stockpile of poetic brilliance, I am completely blown away by Mr. Rorabeck's work. From his style and influences to his timing, rhythm, etc...I hope he never ceases this archaic and timeless craft. POETRY LIVES! !