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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.
 
Tuesday, July 22, 2008  
Speaking of Titles

I told you that the main word I've said in my life is "Oh," and here's another example of that. When Dances with Wolves first came out, I told Brian and the guy I was going with that I wanted to see Dances with Horses. They exchanged looks, so I knew something was amiss. They grinned at each other and then launched into asking if I wanted to see Silence of the Horses and all kinds of other titles with that substitution. I caught on.

Brian and I have had interesting discussions and debates over the years. One was about who was prettier Cybill Shepherd (Brian's choice) or Jaclyn Smith (mine). Another was the time I said I thought I was more like Mary Jo on Designing Women than Charlene as Brian said. One night when Brian was out of college and living in Nashville, I was watching the show. Bernice came into the office and announced to the women and Anthony, "I just saw that movie, I Danced with a Wolf! The phone rang, and I knew it would be Brian. It was, and he said, "Bernce! You're more like Bernice!" I have to admit that he has a point, even though I still maintain that basically my personality is more like Mary Jo's. It never ends! LOL

This photo is from my favorite episode - the one in which Gerald McRaney played a writer who composed the most wonderful descriptions of each of the women as only a Southerner could do it. I loved that show until Linda Bloodworth-Thompson screwed it up by causing problems with Delta Burke. It showed Southerners the way I know many of us are.



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