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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.
 
Sunday, March 27, 2005  
Memories and Restaurant Review

Sally and Mae came to Mother's Friday. They rode around and visited other relatives and had a good time. I went over Friday evening for dinner and conversation both of which were quite enjoyable. What amazes me is memory. Mae has trouble remembering what someone says to her minutes later but can quote poetry she learned decades ago. She and Mother recited several poems accurately and with expression, such as "Psalm of Life," "The Raven," "The Village Blacksmith," "Abou Dem Adhem" (which I'd never heard of and thought they were saying "a boob in Adam"), the last part of "Thanatopsis," "Invictus," and others. Impressive, isn't it?

Sally ate with Butch and Janelle at the Hickerson Hotel restaurant in Charlotte Friday night and said it was great. They had a Greek meal and have dinner the last Friday of each month by reservation. They are booked up way in advance, too. Sally and I went there for lunch Saturday, which was my first time to eat there. It was wonderful. The atmosphere is restful and creative, and the food is delicious. I'll be eating there quite often when I am a lady who lunches after my "graduation" in July. :-)

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