Author: Theodore Roethke

Cited by

• Sarah Rees Brennan (1)
  • IN: Unmade (2014) Fantasy, Romance Fiction, Young Adult Fiction, Irish
    EPIGRAPH: This shaking keeps me steady. I should know. / What falls away is always. And is near. / I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. / I learn by going where I have to go
    FROM: The Waking, (1953), Poem, US
• Sharyn McCrumb (1)
  • IN: Lovely In Her Bones (1985) Fiction, Mystery, Suspense, American
    EPIGRAPH: I knew a woman, lovely in her bones…
    FROM: I Knew a Woman, (1954), Poem, US
• Elizabeth Hay (1)
  • IN: Alone in the Classroom (2011) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: Nothing would give up life; Even the dirt kept breathing a small breath.
    FROM: "Root Cellar", (1948), Poem, US
• Dean Koontz (1)
  • IN: Odd Hours (2008) Fiction, Thriller, Mystery, American
    EPIGRAPH: I feel my fate in what I cannot fear. I learn by going where I have to go.
    FROM: The Waking, (1953), Poem, US
• Frances Mayes (1)
  • IN: Swan (2002) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Of those so close beside me, which are you?
    FROM: The Waking, (1953), Poem, US
• Dana Stabenow (1)
  • IN: Whisper to the Blood (2009) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: … enemies that whisper to the blood…
    FROM: Prognosis, (1938), Poem, US
• Jennie Erdal (1)
  • IN: The Missing Shade of Blue (2012) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: And the abyss? The abyss? The abyss you can't miss: It's right where you are -- A step down the stair.
    FROM: "The Abyss", (1962), Poem, US
• Norman Mailer (1)
  • IN: Harlot's Ghost (1991) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Dark, dark my light, and darker my desire. My Soul, like some heat-maddened summer fly, Keeps buzzing at the sill. Which I is I?
    FROM: In a Dark Time, (1960), Poem, US
• Jennifer Donnelly (1)
  • IN: The Tea Rose (2002) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Deep in their roots all flowers keep the light.
    FROM: NULL, (1950), NULL, US
• Samuel Ligon (1)
  • IN: Among the Dead and Dreaming (2016) Psychological Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: What falls away is always. And is near.
    FROM: The Waking, (1953), Poem, US