Muriel Rukeyser

(December 15, 1913 – February 12, 1980 / New York City)

St. Roach - Poem by Muriel Rukeyser

For that I never knew you, I only learned to dread you,
for that I never touched you, they told me you are filth,
they showed me by every action to despise your kind;
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  • (2/11/2016 12:09:00 PM)

    can anyone interpret this please? (Report) Reply

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  • Wolfgang Steinmann (1/12/2015 9:24:00 AM)

    At first I thought: A poem about roaches? But is it really? How wonderful it describes our prejudices!
    Jew=Roach? , Negro=Roach? - we have certainly treated them as such. This poem should be read by anyone who thinks he is better than others!
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  • (1/12/2015 7:24:00 AM)

    Not altogether certain she is speaking of cockroaches. Muriel lived through both world wars and the liberation of Israel as a Jewish woman. Could her affectionate poem be directed toward those war mongers? Art is art in any way through - if nothing more it gives us the romanticism of subjection. (Report) Reply

  • (1/12/2013 8:39:00 AM)

    I think it's just a bit silly. (Report) Reply

    (9/20/2015 2:50:00 PM)

    Dunno why I wrote this 2 years ago. Must have been in a funny mood.

  • Juan Olivarez (1/11/2012 8:13:00 AM)

    Tell me who you associate with, and I will know you. What a dirty woman you must have been Muriel. Creepy poem too advocating Sainthood for a roach, disgusting. (Report) Reply

  • (11/7/2007 1:30:00 PM)


    How sad, how shameful we are. Cruel in our habits and traditions. You shame me, you shame us - no, you show us our shame and allow us to breathe. Thank you for this poem.

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