Archive for the ‘Theodore Roethke’ Category

Never Too Many Problems

Friday, October 12th, 2001
LONG LIVE THE WEEDS Hopkins Long live the weeds that overwhelm My narrow vegetable realm! The bitter rock, the barren soil That force the son of man to toil; All things unholy, marred by curse, The ugly of the universe. The rough, the wicked, and the wild That keep the spirit undefiled. With these I match [...]

In a Dark Time

Monday, January 14th, 2002
Here’s the poem this journal takes its title from: IN A DARK TIME In a dark time, the eye begins to see, I meet my shadow in the deepening shade; I hear my echo in the echoing wood A lord of nature weeping to a tree. I live between the heron and the wren, Beasts of the hill and serpents of the [...]

A Poet’s Journey toward Knowledge of the Self

Wednesday, November 19th, 2003
Six feet two inches tall, weighing well over 200 pounds, American poet Theodore Roethke (1908-63), was a man tormented, frantic for fame, succumbing to depression, suffering from alcoholism. He also became a college professor and recipient of the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry in 1954. A teaching poet, Roethke began his life in Saginaw, Michigan, [...]

Roethke’s “Open House”

Saturday, November 29th, 2003
Anyone who has immersed himself in reading and discussing poetry as I have the last two years, must inevitably ask himself what he seeks from poetry, particularly when confronted by the diverse styles today that present themselves as “poetry.” Originally I told a friend that for me the best poetry had to have a “spiritual element” [...]