Theodore Roethke

Michigan / United States
Theodore Roethke
Michigan / United States
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Snake

Rating: 3.4
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.
COMMENTS
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
1 11 Reply
Akshainie 18 December 2017
It has to be in a shape of a snake
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