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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.

Theodore Roethke

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Theodore Roethke
Age: 55 †
Born: 1908
Born: May 25
Died: 1963
Died: August 1
Poet
Teacher
Writer
Saginaw
Michigan
Mind
Soon
Branch
World
Scene
Branches
Turn
Hidden
Turns
Substance
Upon
Spread
Part
Inner
Leafy
Young
Private
Shoots
Long
Green
Tightly

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