Theodore Roethke

Theodore Roethke
Theodore Huebner Roethkewas an American poet. He published several volumes of award-winning and critically acclaimed poetry. Roethke is regarded as one of the most accomplished and influential poets of his generation...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth25 May 1908
CountryUnited States of America
weed son men
Long live the weeds that overwhelm My narrow vegetable realm! The bitter rock, the barren soil That force the son of man to toil; All things unholy, marred by curse, The ugly of the universe.
men mystery prisoner
Let others probe the mystery if they can.Time-harried prisoners of Shall and Will -The right thing happens to the happy man.
memories men shine-on
All finite things reveal infinitude: The mountain with its singular bright shade Like the blue shine on freshly frozen snow, The after-light upon ice-burdened pines; Odor of basswood upon a mountain slope, A scene beloved of bees; Silence of water above a sunken tree: The pure serene of memory of one man,- A ripple widening from a single stone Winding around the waters of the world.
eye longest race running shakes
What shakes the eye but the invisible? Running from God's the longest race of all
happens happy mystery others prisoners shall time
Let others probe the mystery if they can/ Time harried prisoners of shall and will./ The right thing happens to the happy man.
pain fire bones
Pain wanders through my bones like a lost fire
love-is joy torment
Love begets love. This torment is my joy.
roots soul body
God bless the roots! Body and soul are one.
my-own
I came to love, I came into my own.
soul body
The soul has many motions, body one.
heart poet
The poet: would rather eat a heart than a hambone.
astonishment perpetual
Live in a perpetual great astonishment.
girl writing boys
In our age, if a boy or girl is untalented, the odds are in favor of their thinking they want to write.
wings light bird
In this place of light: he dares to live Who stops being a bird, yet beats his wings Against the immense immeasurable emptiness of things.