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Art is our defense against hysteria and death.
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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Hysteria
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Time marks us while we are marking time.
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The indignity of it!- With everything blooming above me, Lilies, pale-pink cyclamen, roses, Whole fields lovely and inviolate,- Me down in the fetor of weeds, Crawling on all fours, Alive, in a slippery grave.
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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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A terrible violence of creation,A flash into the burning heart of the abominableYet if we wait, unafraid, beyond the fearful instant,The burning lake turns into a forest pool,The fire subsides into rings of water,A sunlit silence.
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In a dark time, the eye begins to see / I meet my shadow in the deepening shade...Dark, dark my light, and darker my desire.
Theodore Roethke
By daily dying, I have come to be.
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You must believe: a poem is a holy thing - a good poem, that is. The poem, even a short time after being written, seems no miracle unwritten, it seems something beyond the capacity of the gods.
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The self says, I am The heart says, I am less The spirit says, you are Nothing.
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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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Being, not doing, is my first joy.
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But when I breath with the birds, The spirit of wrath becomes the spirit of blessings, And the dead begin from their dark to sing in my sleep.
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How terrible the need for God.
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All lovers live by longing, and endure: Summon a vision and declare it pure.
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Love is not love until love's vulnerable.
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In the kingdom of bang and blab.
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The poet: would rather eat a heart than a hambone.
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The visible exhausts me. I am dissolved in shadow.
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The living all assemble! What's the cue?-- Do what the clumsy partner wants to do!
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Live in a perpetual great astonishment.
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I am overwhelmed by the beautiful disorder of poetry, the eternal virginity of words.
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