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Snake - Poem by Theodore Roethke

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.

Comments about Snake by Theodore Roethke

  • Mahtab Bangalee 5/25/2019 10:28:00 PM

    great expression-
    It turned; it drew away;
    Its shadow bent in half;
    It quickened and was gone
    Reply

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  • Adarsh Verma 1/21/2018 9:02:00 PM

    It has to be in the shape of a snake Reply

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  • Anureet kaur 12/30/2017 2:03:00 AM

    It has to be in the shape of a shake Reply

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  • Akshainie 12/18/2017 7:46:00 AM

    It has to be in a shape of a snake Reply

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Snake Poems
  1. 1. Snake
    Theodore Roethke
  2. 2. To The Snake
    Denise Levertov
  3. 3. Snake
    Langston Hughes
  4. 4. Snake
    David Herbert Lawrence
  5. 5. (004) A Snake In My Garden
    Risha Ahmed (12 yrs)
  6. 6. The Snake
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  7. 7. The Boy And The Snake
    Charles Lamb
  8. 8. The Legend Of Snake Hollow (A Halloween ..
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  9. 9. Snake
    Padraic Colum
  10. 10. ***the Snake***
    Theodora (Theo) Onken
  11. 11. Another Snake
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  12. 12. The King Brown Snake
    Herbert Nehrlich
  13. 13. The Deer And The Snake
    Kenneth Patchen
  14. 14. The Snake Charmer
    Sarojini Naidu
  15. 15. Twin Cinquains - Snake/Fish
    Valsa George
  16. 16. Snake In The Grass
    Sathya Narayana
  17. 17. Snake In The Grass
    Theodora (Theo) Onken
  18. 18. Snake
    Tom Billsborough
  19. 19. A Snake Charmer - Ένας Γητευτής Φιδιών H..
    Kostas Lagos
  20. 20. A Snake Yarn
    William Thomas Goodge
  21. 21. Snake- Bite
    James Jarrett
  22. 22. A Snake Has A Question
    Bruce Larkin
  23. 23. Snake Dance
    Kostas Lagos
  24. 24. Cobra Snake
    Hasmukh Amathalal
  25. 25. Haiku-The Snake
    Loke Kok yee
  26. 26. The Dukite Snake
    John Boyle O'Reilly
  27. 27. Tiny Little Snake-Μικρό Φιδάκι
    Kostas Lagos
  28. 28. Rainbow Snake
    Raj Arumugam
  29. 29. We Kissed A Snake
    Rahman Henry
  30. 30. Slippery Snake Pits
    Sandra Feldman
  31. 31. The Snake
    Homen Borgohain
  32. 32. Haiku-A Snake
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  33. 33. The Hole Can Tame The Snake
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  35. 35. Get A Snake-Charmer Elected
    Aniruddha Pathak
  36. 36. The Snake
    B.J. Ayers
  37. 37. Snake And Potato Bug
    James McIntyre
  38. 38. A Snake Is A Snake
    Juan Olivarez
  39. 39. Snake Charmer
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  40. 40. 010. The Snake
    Jaden Knight
  41. 41. Snake Bite
    Janelle Morehart
  42. 42. The Double-Headed Snake Of Newbury
    John Greenleaf Whittier
  43. 43. The Lame Gypsy Snake Charmer
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  44. 44. Snake Charmer
    Sadiqullah Khan
  45. 45. A Snake Seizes
    Gajanan Mishra
  46. 46. Little Garter Snake
    Juan Olivarez
  47. 47. Snake Park
    Pradip Chattopadhyay
  48. 48. Searching The Snake Catcher.(Humor}
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Snake Poems

  1. To The Snake

    Green Snake, when I hung you round my neck and stroked your cold, pulsing throat as you hissed to me, glinting arrowy gold scales, and I felt the weight of you on my shoulders, and the whispering silver of your dryness sounded close at my ears -- Green Snake--I swore to my companions that certainly you were harmless! But truly I had no certainty, and no hope, only desiring to hold you, for that joy, which left a long wake of pleasure, as the leaves moved and you faded into the pattern of grass and shadows, and I returned smiling and haunted, to a dark morning.

  2. (004) A Snake In My Garden

    One night I was in charge of the house When my parents had gone out side I was having loads of fun With the radio blaring and paper planes that glide Soon enough I got bored So I went to the garden for a walk When suddenly I saw a snake Just next to a rock It was definitely a snake And it was the biggest one I have ever seen It must have been a mile long And its body was a sickening shade of green I called the police, ambulance, fire department, Forest officials and held a news conference I waited feeling excited While I clutched at the fence Soon enough they poured in And peered at the snake They were amazed at its length But no one the snake would touch or take They gave me facts every ten minutes about the snake And it’s a new species discovered, I learned Just when I was going to have a closer look at the snake My parents returned My father looked angrily at the crowd I got scared and scrunched up my toes He asked “Can you explain why these people Are crowding around my garden hose? ”

  3. Snake

    A snake came to my water-trough On a hot, hot day, and I in pyjamas for the heat, To drink there. In the deep, strange-scented shade of the great dark carob-tree I came down the steps with my pitcher And must wait, must stand and wait, for there he was at the trough before me. He reached down from a fissure in the earth-wall in the gloom And trailed his yellow-brown slackness soft-bellied down, over the edge of the stone trough And rested his throat upon the stone bottom, And where the water had dripped from the tap, in a small clearness, He sipped with his straight mouth, Softly drank through his straight gums, into his slack long body, Silently. Someone was before me at my water-trough, And I, like a second comer, waiting. He lifted his head from his drinking, as cattle do, And looked at me vaguely, as drinking cattle do, And flickered his two-forked tongue from his lips, and mused a moment, And stooped and drank a little more, Being earth-brown, earth-golden from the burning bowels of the earth On the day of Sicilian July, with Etna smoking. The voice of my education said to me He must be killed, For in Sicily the black, black snakes are innocent, the gold are venomous. And voices in me said, If you were a man You would take a stick and break him now, and finish him off. But must I confess how I liked him, How glad I was he had come like a guest in quiet, to drink at my water-trough And depart peaceful, pacified, and thankless, Into the burning bowels of this earth? Was it cowardice, that I dared not kill him? Was it perversity, that I longed to talk to him? Was it humility, to feel so honoured? I felt so honoured. And yet those voices: If you were not afraid, you would kill him! And truly I was afraid, I was most afraid, But even so, honoured still more That he should seek my hospitality From out the dark door of the secret earth. He drank enough And lifted his head, dreamily, as one who has drunken, And flickered his tongue like a forked night on the air, so black, Seeming to lick his lips, And looked around like a god, unseeing, into the air, And slowly turned his head, And slowly, very slowly, as if thrice adream, Proceeded to draw his slow length curving round And climb again the broken bank of my wall-face. And as he put his head into that dreadful hole, And as he slowly drew up, snake-easing his shoulders, and entered farther, A sort of horror, a sort of protest against his withdrawing into that horrid black hole, Deliberately going into the blackness, and slowly drawing himself after, Overcame me now his back was turned. I looked round, I put down my pitcher, I picked up a clumsy log And threw it at the water-trough with a clatter. I think it did not hit him, But suddenly that part of him that was left behind convulsed in undignified haste. Writhed like lightning, and was gone Into the black hole, the earth-lipped fissure in the wall-front, At which, in the intense still noon, I stared with fascination. And immediately I regretted it. I thought how paltry, how vulgar, what a mean act! I despised myself and the voices of my accursed human education. And I thought of the albatross And I wished he would come back, my snake. For he seemed to me again like a king, Like a king in exile, uncrowned in the underworld, Now due to be crowned again. And so, I missed my chance with one of the lords Of life. And I have something to expiate: A pettiness.

  4. Snake

    He glides so swiftly Back into the grass- Gives me the courtesy of road To let me pass, That I am half ashamed To seek a stone To kill him.