Poetic Openings : Theodore Roethke to Theodore Roethke
Poet : Theodore Roethke : Poem : Pickle Belt : First Line : The fruit rolled by all day.Poet : Theodore Roethke : Poem : Root Cellar : First Line : Nothing would sleep in that cellar, dank as a ditch,
Poet : Theodore Roethke : Poem : Snake : First Line : I saw a young snake glide
Poet : Theodore Roethke : Poem : The Far Field : First Line : I
Poet : Theodore Roethke : Poem : The Geranium : First Line : When I put her out, once, by the garbage pail,