Author: Theodore Roethke

In the long journey out of the self, There are many detours, washed-out interrupted raw places Where the shale slides […]

I am twenty-four Led to slaughter I survived. The following are empty synonyms: Man and beast Love and hate Friend […]

1 Against the stone breakwater, Only an ominous lapping, While the wind whines overhead, Coming down from the mountain, Whistling […]

I I dream of journeys repeatedly: Of flying like a bat deep into a narrowing tunnel Of driving alone, without […]

(My student, thrown by a horse) I remember the neckcurls, limp and damp as tendrils; And her quick look, a […]

This urge, wrestle, resurrection of dry sticks, Cut stems struggling to put down feet, What saint strained so much, Rose […]

I saw a young snake glide Out of the mottled shade And hang, limp on a stone: A thin mouth, […]

The fruit rolled by all day. They prayed the cogs would creep; They thought about Saturday pay, And Sunday sleep. […]

I knew a woman, lovely in her bones, When small birds sighed, she would sigh back at them; Ah, when […]

In Saginaw, in Saginaw, The wind blows up your feet, When the ladies’ guild puts on a feed, There’s beans […]