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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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Saturday, February 15, 2003
PHC
I'm listening to "A Prairie Home Companion" since it's being broadcast from the Opry House. Garrison Keillor has been in Nashville so often that he pronounces it correctly (which means the way we do around here). I learned in Linguistics class that is the standard to use for geographic pronunciation. Keillor and Chet Atkins were good friends; in fact, he gave the eulogy at Atkins' funeral. He has such kind things to say about Nashville from his first visit in 1972 until now. I stood in line a long time one day at Mills Bookstore in Hillsboro Village for him to sign his book for me and enjoyed watching the crowd.
Gena and her mother are there in the audience, and I'm thinking about them and hope they enjoy it as much as I think they will. I went to see him many years ago one of the other times he was in Nashville. He's made several jokes already about duct tape. It's a really good show and a pleasant part of a good day. Thanks, Earl, for calling and reminding me about it. Life is good.
6:18:00 PM
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