155 Quotes by Theodore Roethke

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.

What falls away is always. And is near.

The darkness has it's own light.

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.

Civilization is over-rated, but there isn't much else.

In a dark time, the mind begins to see.

Fear was my father, Father Fear. His look drained the stones.

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.

My truths are all foreknown,This anguish self-revealed.I'm naked to the bone,With nakedness my shield.