Treasure Island

Theodore Roethke

(1908 - 1963 / Michigan / United States)

Child on Top of a Greenhouse


The wind billowing out the seat of my britches,
My feet crackling splinters of glass and dried putty,
The half-grown chrysanthemums staring up like accusers,
Up through the streaked glass, flashing with sunlight,
A few white clouds all rushing eastward,
A line of elms plunging and tossing like horses,
And everyone, everyone pointing up and shouting!

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003

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  • Karen Deeks (3/12/2012 1:55:00 PM)

    Beautiful microscopic details unfolding through a youngsters childhood mischief. I cannot believe how little appreciation this piece has received... It to me deserves far more I love this... Nay I adore it... Karen (Report) Reply

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