View Full Version : Anyone good at poems?

01-11-2005, 04:03 PM
I have to do this stupid literary analysis on Theodore Roethke. Can anyone explain these stupid poems?<br><TABLE WIDTH="90%" CELLSPACING=0 CELLPADDING=0 ALIGN=CENTER><TR><TD><i>Quote &raquo;</i></TD></TR><TR><TD CLASS="quote">The Sloth<br> <br> In moving-slow he has no Peer.<br>You ask him something in his Ear,<br>He thinks about it for a Year;<p>And, then, before he says a Word<br>There, upside down (unlike a Bird),<br>He will assume that you have Heard-<p>A most Ex-as-per-at-ing Lug.<br>But should you call his manner Smug,<br>He'll sigh and give his Branch a Hug;<p>Then off again to Sleep he goes,<br>Still swaying gently by his Toes,<br>And you just know he knows he knows.<p>Theodore Roethke</TD></TR></TABLE><p><TABLE WIDTH="90%" CELLSPACING=0 CELLPADDING=0 ALIGN=CENTER><TR><TD><i>Quote &raquo;</i></TD></TR><TR><TD CLASS="quote">Theodore Roethke<p>I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.<br>I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.<br>I learn by going where I have to go.<p>We think by feeling. What is there to know?<br>I hear my being dance from ear to ear.<br>I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.<p>Of those so close beside me, which are you?<br>God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there,<br>And learn by going where I have to go.<p>Light takes the Tree; but who can tell us how?<br>The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair;<br>I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.<p>Great Nature has another thing to do<br>To you and me; so take the lively air,<br>And, lovely, learn by going where to go.<p>This shaking keeps me steady. I should know.<br>What falls away is always. And is near.<br>I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.<br>I learn by going where I have to go.<br></TD></TR></TABLE><br><TABLE WIDTH="90%" CELLSPACING=0 CELLPADDING=0 ALIGN=CENTER><TR><TD><i>Quote &raquo;</i></TD></TR><TR><TD CLASS="quote"> The Bat<br> <br> By day the bat is cousin to the mouse.<br>He likes the attic of an aging house.<p>His fingers make a hat about his head.<br>His pulse beat is so slow we think him dead.<p>He loops in crazy figures half the night<br>Among the trees that face the corner light.<p>But when he brushes up against a screen,<br>We are afraid of what our eyes have seen:<p>For something is amiss or out of place<br>When mice with wings can wear a human face.<p>Theodore Roethke</TD></TR></TABLE><p>I have to relate these poems together. Any help is much appreciated. Thanks

01-11-2005, 04:14 PM
they're all by the same person, they all have a rhyme theme. That's all I can tell.

01-11-2005, 05:20 PM
Well, they all relate to slowness. Neck breaking posponment and not a car in the world. Thats all I can say...

01-11-2005, 05:40 PM
<IMG NAME="icon" SRC="http://www.germancarfans.com/images/forums/sleep.gif" BORDER="0"> i didnt even get that far, theres somekind of moral messege thats the same in all 3