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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


Joy's Updates - Straight from the Horse's Mouth.
Sunday, November 03, 2002  
Last Night

The play last night was interesting. It took place in Purgatory after her execution when she met her mother, boyfriend, and murder victims. The writing and acting were good. It was mostly about her finding religion and feeling repentant. She'd been using drugs since she was younger than 10 when she first used heroin and was an addict and prostitute and basically trailer trash. Never had much of a chance. She'd been high and had no sleep for days before the killing which wasn't planned. This is the one Dubya mocked by saying in a high woman's voice, "Please don't kill me" which is horrifying in itself.

Having a death penalty concerns me since we don't have a perfect judicial system. There are probably people on death row who are not guilty. I read that all of Europe did away with the death penalty after World War II. I've tried for ages to figure out why our crime rate and acts of violence are so much greater than Canada's when our governments are the same age. English friends of mine have said it's because they were under English rule longer than we were. Others have said it's because it's so cold there and that crime is not as great during cold weather. Maybe it's because the US was settled by malcontents and misfits of Europe as well as adventurous, opportunistic, greedy types. Don't really blame them for doing like the English who got rid of the Puritans and kept the neat, fun people, but we still endure their influence. Michael Moore said that our violence is based on fear and that the early settlers were afraid of those who were different. Their first major act of violence was mass genocide.

I wonder how things would have been different if Scandanavians had stuck around and settled the original colonies. Minnesota is an example perhaps. If I find any answers or better questions, maybe I'll do more with it on Around the Bend.

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