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.
Monday, April 05, 2010
Poem of the day: The Waking
April is National Poetry Month. So, no better time than now to read up a few poems ... I came across this one, by Theodore Roethke, titled "The Waking" .... written a long time ago, in 1953, if I understand it correctly
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This is my favorite Theodore Roethke poem. I am doing a project in school and I have to comment on a blog that i randomly found on the internet so I hope you don't mind. I did an analysis for this poem and figured out that he was taking about the meaning of life and that the question of life is what keeps him awake at night. When he says " I learn by going where I have to go," I think he was talking about finding the meaning or answer to the question life only by going through his own life and experiences. In the end, I think he was trying to say that people shouldn't try to forcibly find a meaning to life or death and that they should just enjoy life as it is. This poem is very interesting due to it's multiple meanings and like the question of life i think that its true meaning cannot be found by just reading it.
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