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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


Joy's Updates - Straight from the Horse's Mouth.
Friday, March 17, 2006  
Sour Grapes, Rotten Apples, and Other Fruit

Annie Proulx wrote an article in The Guardian about her experience at the Oscars. Her observations were interesting since I've only seen the Academy Awards on television and just fantasized about being there. I agreed with her about Jon Stewart and thought he was clever, witty, and did a good job for the most part. There were a few awkward moments when I thought he stepped on his own jokes. He was funny when he said he didn't know they could wear jeans after Larry McMurtry came on stage in them. I also agreed with her about the Best Song winner "It's Hard Out There for a Pimp" and don't understand why it was even nominated. Apparently there are those who did.

Here's a sample of what she wrote. It seemed more like a rant someone would say to friends and not publish publically like that, but I'm Southern and we try to be polite whether we mean it or not. I'm sure that was much more fun for her to write and for others to read than being gracious about it.

The hours sped by on wings of boiler plate. Brokeback's first award was to Argentinean Gustavo Santaolalla for the film's plangent and evocative score. Later came the expected award for screenplay adaptation to Diana Ossana and Larry McMurtry, and only a short time later the director's award to Ang Lee. And that was it, three awards, putting it on equal footing with King Kong. When Jack Nicholson said best picture went to Crash, there was a gasp of shock, and then applause from many - the choice was a hit with the home team since the film is set in Los Angeles. It was a safe pick of "controversial film" for the heffalumps.

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