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Love is not love until love's vulnerable.
Theodore Roethke
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Theodore Roethke
Age: 55 †
Born: 1908
Born: May 25
Died: 1963
Died: August 1
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Saginaw
Michigan
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What falls away is always. And is near.
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I came where the river Ran over stones My ears knew An early joy. And all the waters Of all the streams Sang in my veins That summer day.
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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.
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The fields stretch out in long unbroken rows. We walk aware of what is far and close. Here distance is familiar as a friend. The feud we kept with space comes to an end.
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Let others probe the mystery if they can.Time-harried prisoners of Shall and Will -The right thing happens to the happy man.
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I am overwhelmed by the beautiful disorder of poetry, the eternal virginity of words.
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Live in a perpetual great astonishment.
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We think by feeling. What is there to know?
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What is madness but nobility of soul at odds with circumstance?
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The living all assemble! What's the cue?-- Do what the clumsy partner wants to do!
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The visible exhausts me. I am dissolved in shadow.
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Reason? That dreary shed, that hutch for grubby schoolboys.
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I always felt mean, jogging back over the logging road,As if I had broken the natural order of things in that swamplandDisturbed some rhythm, old and of vast importance,By pulling off flesh from the living planetAs if I had committed, against the whole scheme of life, a desecration.
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Being, not doing, is my first joy.
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And soon a branch, part of a hidden scene,The leafy mind, that long was tightly furled,Will turn its private substance into green,And young shoots spread upon our inner world.
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A mind too active is no mind at all.
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Time marks us while we are marking time.
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So much of adolescence is an ill-defined dying, An intolerable waiting, A longing for another place and time, Another condition.
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Nothing would give up life: Even the dirt keeps breathing a small breath.
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And I walked, I walked through the light air I moved with the morning.
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