Journal created:
on 16 December 2002 (#816542)
Updated:
on 11 May 2020
Birthdate:
26 March
Location:
Portland, Oregon, United States
I saw a young snake glide
Out of the mottled shade
And hang, limp on a stone:
A thin mouth, and a tongue
Stayed, in the still air.
It turned; it drew away;
Its shadow bent in half;
It quickened and was gone
I felt my slow blood warm.
I longed to be that thing.
The pure, sensuous form.
And I may be, some time.
-- Theodore Roethke
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