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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.
Monday, June 16, 2008  

Tina and I are leaving Thursday for Pittsburgh to attend Jackie's birthday party. She was 50 in January but is having a half celebration since the weather is better now, and she's out of school for the summer. Tina will be 50 next month which you know if you read what she wrote about it here. I'm really old because I was their teacher!

I have so much to do before we leave since I put all kinds of things off until this week. Then on top of it all, I'm having trouble staying awake. I keep taking naps in my sleep chair, as it's now called. For some reason, I sit in it and go to sleep. It's a wing-back chair, so wedging my head in that corner gives me strange hairstyles sort of reminiscent of Christian Siriano's. Since my hair is fine and curly, the effect isn't quite the same and looks more like an odd cowlick.

Anyway, unlike when I went to the screenwriters conference, I really will be out of touch from Wednesday night until Sunday night. Carry on without me!

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