This paperback edition contains the complete text of Roethke's seven published volumes in addition to sixteen previously uncollected poems. Included are his Pulitzer Prize and National Book Award winners The Walking, Words for the Wind, and The Far Field. These two hundred poems demonstrate the variety of Roethke's themes and styles, the comic and serious sides of his temperament, and his breakthroughs in the use of language. Together they document the development of an extraordinary creative source of American poetry.
Theodore Roethke Livres
Theodore Roethke était un poète américain dont l'œuvre se caractérise par son rythme distinctif et sa riche imagerie naturelle. Il puisait souvent son inspiration dans ses expériences d'enfance à travailler dans l'entreprise florale familiale, considérant la serre comme un symbole puissant de la totalité de la vie. La profonde voix lyrique de Roethke et son approche unique de l'exploration du monde organique en ont fait une figure littéraire marquante. Son œuvre considérable, commencée au début des années 1940, lui a valu une reconnaissance et des éloges considérables.


Straw for the Fire
- 264pages
- 10 heures de lecture
“There are only two passions in art; there are love and hate—with endless modifications.”—Theodore RoethkeAt his death, Theodore Roethke left behind 277 spiral notebooks full of poetry fragments, aphorisms, jokes, memos, journal entries, random phrases, bits of dialogue, commentary, and fugitive miscellany. Within these notebooks, Roethke allowed his mind to rove freely, moment by moment, moving from the practical to the transcendental, from the halting to the sublime.Fellow poet and colleague David Wagoner distilled these notebooks—twelve linear feet of bookshelf—into an energetic, wise, and rollicking collection that shows Roethke to be one of the truly phenomenal creative sources in American poetry.From “A Psychic Janitor”:I’m sick of fumbling, furtive, disorganized minds like bad lawyers trying to make too many points that this is an age of and these, mind you, tin-eared punks who couldn’t tell a poem from an old boot if a gun were put to their heads . . .Cover art by United States Poet Laureate Ted Kooser.