I remember the neckcurls, limp and damp, as tendrils;
And her quick look, a sidelong pickerel smile;
And how, once startled into talk, the light syllables leaped for her,
And she balanced in the delight of her thought.


'Elegy for Jane' (1953)

Theodore Roethke Quotes

I remember the neckcurls, limp and damp, as tendrils; And her quick look, a sidelong pickerel smile; And how, once startled into talk, the light...

I remember the neckcurls, limp and damp, as tendrils; And her quick look, a sidelong pickerel smile; And how, once startled into talk, the light...

I remember the neckcurls, limp and damp, as tendrils; And her quick look, a sidelong pickerel smile; And how, once startled into talk, the light...

I remember the neckcurls, limp and damp, as tendrils; And her quick look, a sidelong pickerel smile; And how, once startled into talk, the light...