Who is Theodore Roethke

Theodore Huebner Roethke (/ˈrɛtki/ RET-kee; May 25, 1908 – August 1, 1963) was an American poet. Roethke is regarded as one of the most accomplished and influential poets of his generation.

Roethke's work is characterized by its introspection, rhythm and natural imagery. He was awarded the Pulitzer Prize for poetry in 1954 for his book The Waking, and he won the annual National Book Award for Poetry twice, in 1959 for Words for the Wind and posthumously in 1965 for The Far Field.

In the November 1968 edition of The Atlantic Monthly, former U.S. Poet Laureate and author James Dickey wrote Roethke was "in my opinion the greatest poet this country has yet produced."

Roethke was also a highly regarded poetry teacher. He taught at University of Wa...
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Theodore Roethke Poems

  • I Knew A Woman
    I knew a woman, lovely in her bones,
    When small birds sighed, she would sigh back at them;
    Ah, when she moved, she moved more ways than one:
    The shapes a bright container can contain! ...
  • The Minimal
    I study the lives on a leaf: the little
    Sleepers, numb nudgers in cold dimensions,
    Beetles in caves, newts, stone-deaf fishes,
    Lice tethered to long limp subterranean weeds, ...
  • Open House
    My secrets cry aloud.
    I have no need for tongue.
    My heart keeps open house,
    My doors are widely swung. ...
  • The Voice
    One feather is a bird,
    I claim; one tree, a wood;
    In her low voice I heard
    More than a mortal should; ...
  • The Reckoning
    All profits disappear: the gain
    Of ease, the hoarded, secret sum;
    And now grim digits of old pain
    Return to litter up our home. ...
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Long 12 Wind 11 Time 11 Small 11 Light 11 Slow 11 Tree 10 Water 9 Night 8 Love 8


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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem
Beatrice. (From Dante. Purgatorio, Xxx., Xxxi.)
 by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Even as the Blessed, at the final summons,
Shall rise up quickened, each one from his grave,
Wearing again the garments of the flesh,
So, upon that celestial chariot,
A hundred rose
ad vocem tanti senis
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Ministers and messengers of life eternal.
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