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Death Piece by Theodore Roethke

Invention sleeps within a skull No longer quick with light, The hive that hummed in every cell Is now sealed honey-tight. His thought is tied, the curving prow Of motion moored to rock; And minutes burst upon a brow Insentient … Continue reading

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