[from Straw from the Fire: From the Notebooks of Theodore Roethke 1943-63, selected and arranged by David Wagoner]
Give me at least the harsh light, the serene imbecilic gaze
Of my groping animal fathers.
It's true enough I come from an ape, and at least twice a day return,
Chasing my tail, dizzy with intuition . . .
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