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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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Monday, March 10, 2003
Rutland
Eric Idle's done it again! I saw this on Bill Mahrer's new show on HBO, which I checked out but not sure how much I'll continue to watch. Anyway, the Rutlands site is pretty funny and is as he claims, an award-seeking documentary.
It's really no mystery why my house looks the way it does, is there? Sad to say, but I could be Mrs. Haversham with a computer, TV, phone, and books - loads of books.
1:04:00 PM
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