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The Waking
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.
I learn by going where I cannot go.
We think by feeling. What is there to know?
I hear my being dance from ear to ear.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
Of those so close beside me, which are you?
God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there,
And learn by going where I have to go.
Light takes the Tree, but who can tell us how?
The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair;
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
Great Nature has another thing to do
To you and me; so take the lively air,
And, lovely, learn by going where to go.
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.
--Theodore Roethke
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Joy's Updates - Straight from the Horse's Mouth.
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Friday, June 21, 2002
R.I.F.F.
The Renegade Independent Film Festival was interesting. Linda V and I met at Provence for a meal before going to Belcourt. It was fun to see what Nashville film makers produced and to hear the Q&A session afterwards. TSA (the Tennessee Screenwriting Association) had a table set up there, and I saw some of my fellow members. I haven't done much more than pay dues and read my newsletter for too long now and need to get back to the meetings on Wednesday nights at Watkins. I could stay after teaching my class since it lasts until July 15. TSA is a dedicated group who encourage and critique each other. They had some wonderful seminars a few years ago that were helpful and entertaining. If I knew how to add links to this, I'd have theirs and some others on here. I'll work on that.
12:17:00 AM
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