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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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Thursday, October 14, 2004
Terror Semantics
Is it just me, or does anyone else have a problem with the grammatical use of having a war against terror? Terrorism seems to be what the war is against which is ambiguous enough, but terror is an emotion. Besides, having a war against terror makes us more fearful, which would make it counter-productive. No one else seems concerned about this, but every time I hear it, I want to get out my red pen.
1:10:00 AM
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