Guest poem submitted by Monica Bathija:
(Poem #912) 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.
What attracted me to this poem first was the first line - "I wake to sleep and take my waking slow". It seemed perfect for a dreamy lazy not-morning person :). And of course "I learn by going where I have to go". Now every time I read this poem I find it has something new to tell me through each and every line. Besides the whole musicality of it. Monica. [Minstrels Links] Named Poetic Forms: Poem #904, The Shrinking Lonesome Sestina -- Miller Williams Poem #905, I will put Chaos into fourteen lines -- Edna St. Vincent Millay Poem #906, To a Fat Lady Seen From the Train -- Frances Cornford Poem #907, Miss Charlotte Brown, Librarian, Goes Mad -- Felix Jung Poem #908, Haiku -- Yosa Buson Poem #909, The Limerick Packs Laughs Anatomical -- Anon. Villanelles: Poem #38, Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night -- Dylan Thomas Poem #202, Missing Dates -- William Empson Poem #393, One Drunken Night -- Peter Schaeffer Poem #677, Time will say nothing but I told you so -- W. H. Auden Poem #706, It is the pain, it is the pain endures -- William Empson Theodore Roethke: Poem #267, The Meadow Mouse