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 have to 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
Apr 06, 2006, 11:53AM PDT | 1 comment
I like this poem because it lets you say it. :)
some days are grey.. so let them be.
Dream Song 14
by John Berryman
Life, friends, is boring. We must not say so.
After all, the sky flashes, the great sea yearns,
we ourselves flash and yearn,
and moreover my mother told me as a boy
(repeatingly) “Ever to confess you’re bored
means you have no
Inner Resources.” I conclude now I have no
inner resources, because I am heavy bored.
Peoples bore me,
literature bores me, especially great literature,
Henry bores me, with his plights & gripes
as bad as Achilles,
who loves people and valiant art, which bores me.
And the tranquil hills, & gin, look like a drag
and somehow a dog
has taken itself & its tail considerably away
into the mountains or sea or sky, leaving
behind: me, wag.
Apr 06, 2006, 11:51AM PDT | 0 comments
...well, i must say I’ve been thinking of laundry, and love has been on the laundry list :)
this quotable comes from Richard Wilbur’s Love Calls Us to the Things of This World
Dec 05, 2005, 12:55PM PST | 1 comment
i read lots and lots today.. started with one by ezra pound and then lots and lots of michael ondaatje
love the cinnamon peeler
May 25, 2005, 06:55AM PDT | 1 cheer | 3 comments
when i ate pablo neruda and drank maya angelou..
ok please no dirty thinking. i’m just saying i had so much time to gobble up that reading ..
Apr 27, 2005, 12:34PM PDT | 3 comments