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11.01.2008
thankful for small things
The word ‘elver’ (immature eel) was introduced to me by Theodore Roethke’s poetry. I have never used the word in a poem, but I’m thankful to know it all the same.
6.29.2007
undoing the damage of haste
Art is the means we have of undoing the damage of haste. It's what everything else isn't.
—Theodore Roethke,
On Poetry and Craft: Selected Prose of Theodore Roethke
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