A poem for today: Theodore Roethke's "The Waking" is a villanelle (defined by poets.org as "a highly structured poem made up of five tercets followed by a quatrain, with two repeating rhymes and two refrains.") For more on villanelles, read the full article at poets.org.
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.
Works Cited
Public Enemy. "Harder Than You Think." How You Sell Soul to a Soulless People Who Sold Their Soul?, SLAMjamz Records, 2007.
Roethke, Theodore (1908-1963). "The Waking." Poetryfoundation.org. https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/43333/the-waking-56d2220f25315. Accessed 13 April 2020.
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