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.
about the poet Theodore Roethke
(1908-1963). Born in Saginaw, Michigan, Roethke was the son of a greenhouse owner; greenhouses figure prominently in the imagery of his poems....(more)
Irony in "My Papas Waltz"
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