Rediscovering Roethke

May 12, 2003 21:38

In a Dark Time ( Read more... )

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I miss Papa, the way he was when I was young. loveisagypsy May 12 2003, 21:33:51 UTC
My Papa's Waltz
Roethke

The whiskey on your breath
Could make a small boy dizzy;
But I hung on like death:
Such waltzing was not easy.

We romped until the pans
Slid from the kitchen shelf;
My mother's countenance
Could not unfrown itself.

The hand that held my wrist
Was battered on one knuckle;
At every step you missed
My right ear scraped a buckle.

You beat time on my head
With a palm caked hard by dirt,
Then waltzed me off to bed
Still clinging to your shirt.

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cowboypirate May 12 2003, 22:55:58 UTC
My my... **shakes his head**

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loveisagypsy May 13 2003, 00:52:43 UTC
Which one?

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Re: cowboypirate May 13 2003, 07:01:18 UTC
Either. Whichever would be more effective.

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pinkflamingo65 May 13 2003, 06:31:52 UTC
Isn't he interesting?

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