Theodore Roethke citáty a výroky
Theodore Roethke: Citáty anglicky
"My Papa's Waltz," ll. 1-4
The Lost Son and Other Poems (1948)
“Bless me and the maze I'm in!
Hello, thingy spirit.”
"I Cry, Love! Love!," ll. 20-21
Praise to the End! (1951)
“I bleed my bones, their marrow to bestow
Upon that God who knows what I would know.”
"The Marrow," ll. 23-24
The Far Field (1964)
Zdroj: Poetry and Craft (1965), p. 89
“I study the lives on a leaf: the little
Sleepers, numb nudgers in cold dimensions.”
"The Minimal," ll. 1-2
The Lost Son and Other Poems (1948)
"The Lost Son," ll. 107-111
The Lost Son and Other Poems (1948)
The Lost Son, ll. 161 - 167
The Lost Son and Other Poems (1948)
"Moss-Gathering," ll. 9-13
The Lost Son and Other Poems (1948)
"The Light Comes Brighter," ll. 17-20
Open House (1941)
"Plaint," ll. 13-16
Words for the Wind (1958)
“A lively understandable spirit
Once entertained you.
It will come again.
Be still.
Wait.”
The Lost Son," ll. 168-172
The Lost Son and Other Poems (1948)
“Being, not doing, is my first joy.”
"The Abyss," l. 100
The Far Field (1964)
"The Harsh Country," ll. 13-16
Prevously Uncollected Poems (1975)
“Nothing would give up life:
Even the dirt kept breathing a small breath.”
"Root Cellar," ll. 10-11
The Lost Son and Other Poems (1948)
"The Shape of the Fire," ll. 56-63
The Lost Son and Other Poems (1948)
"Cuttings (later)," ll. 1-4
The Lost Son and Other Poems (1948)
“Mother of quartz, your words writhe into my ear.
Renew the light, lewd whisper.”
"The Shape of the Fire," ll. 54 - 55
The Lost Son and Other Poems (1948)
Body and soul are one!
The small become the great, the great the small;
The right thing happens to the happy man.
"The Right Thing," ll. 7-9
The Far Field (1964)
"The Sententious Man," ll. 31-36
Words for the Wind (1958)
