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I saw a young snake glide
Out of the mottled shade
And hang, limp on a stone:
A thin mouth, and a tongue
Stayed, in the still air.

It turned; it drew away;
Its shadow bent in half;
It quickened and was gone

I felt my slow blood warm.
I longed to be that thing.
The pure, sensuous form.

And I may be, some time.

Theodore Roethke

Friday, January 3, 2003

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Mahtab Bangalee 25 May 2019

great expression- It turned; it drew away; Its shadow bent in half; It quickened and was gone

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Adarsh Verma 21 January 2018

It has to be in the shape of a snake

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Anureet kaur 30 December 2017

It has to be in the shape of a shake

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Akshainie 18 December 2017

It has to be in a shape of a snake

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