Monday, September 3, 2012

The Wa-King By Theodore Roethke (A Featue Poem)


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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.
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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.
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Great nature has things to tell,
to you and to me, so take the lively air,
and lovely, learn by going where to go.
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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!