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Mother and Son in a Daily Dance of Pain

As I lift up my mother from her sick bed, I sometimes think of Roethke’s “My Papa’s Waltz,” even though the situations are markedly different.

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A Villanelle for Graduating Seniors

During our commencement ceremonies this past Saturday, my creative writing colleague Karen Anderson was asked to read an appropriate poem. (Previous posts on Karen’s poetry have appeared here and here.) Karen chose a villanelle by Theodore Roethke and then, in a very nice touch, explained how the poem’s intricate form as well as its content […]

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