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The living all assemble! What's the cue?-- Do what the clumsy partner wants to do!

Theodore Roethke

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Theodore Roethke
Age: 55 †
Born: 1908
Born: May 25
Died: 1963
Died: August 1
Poet
Teacher
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Saginaw
Michigan
Clumsy
Partner
Partners
Wants
Desire
Living
Assemble

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The visible exhausts me. I am dissolved in shadow.
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How body from spirit slowly does unwind, until we are pure spirit at the end.
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What's important? That which is dug out of books, or out of the guts?
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A too explicit elucidation in education destroys much of the pleasure of learning. There should be room for sly hinters, masters of suggestion.
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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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Being, not doing, is my first joy.
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When I go mad, I call my friends by phone: I am afraid they might think they're alone.
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Time marks us while we are marking time.
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I lose and find myself in the long water. I am gathered together once more.
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Pain wanders through my bones like a lost fire
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What have I done, dear God, to deserve this perpetual feeling that I'm almost ready to begin something really new?
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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 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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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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How terrible the need for God.
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We think by feeling. What is there to know?
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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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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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I came to love, I came into my own.
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