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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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Saturday, September 06, 2003  
Answers Trivial

Answers to the Trivia Quiz are on the first comment section after the questions. Some odd information in there. Thanks again for taking the time to be witty and clever! I enjoy reading what you have to say. Goodness knows I need that now! I'm having a bleak outlook for the future based on my 9th grade English classes - especially one of them. It's looking grim, folks. Not sure I can call myself a teacher now. I try to teach - explain, give examples, write on the board, all that .... but no one seems to hear me. Yes, it's Charlie Brown's teacher up there! That's what I'm doing. Droning away and interrupting their social time with nothing they consider of any importance. Perhaps I need to become a phone sex operator. At least someone would listen. Well, maybe.

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