Love is not love until love´s vulnerable.
Theodore RoethkeThe visible exhausts me. I am dissolved in shadow.
Theodore Roethkeفي أزمنة الظلام، تبدأ العينُ بالرؤية
Theodore RoethkeA wave of Time hangs motionless on this particular shore.
I notice a tree, arsenical grey in the light, or the slow
Wheel of the stars, the Great Bear glittering colder than snow,
And remember there was something else I was hoping for.
Mots clés inspirational time snow big-dipper north-star
I trust all joy
Theodore RoethkeMots clés joy
Where has he gone, my meadow mouse,
My thumb of a child that nuzzled in my palm? --
To run under the hawk's wing,
Under the eye of the great owl watching from the elm-tree,
To live by courtesy of the shrike, the snake, the tom-cat.
(from "The Meadow Mouse")
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