Theodore Roethke wrote an extraordinary poem called “The Waking” which I quote often. Mostly when someone loses a loved one. “What falls away is always. And is near.” In most cases I feel it means that that person’s “soul shards” remain long past their corporeal extinguishing. But reading your piece made me apply it another way. The Public Health Emergency has fallen away but the manipulation, scarring and EVIL behind it are still near. The line that follows is also deeply applicable, “I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. I learn by going where I have to go.”
This is extraordinary synchronicity. I was in the middle of writing a question for a Dissident Dialogue about fate and awakening when your comment arrived, and this poem interweaves with it beautifully. Perhaps ’twas fate :-)
Theodore Roethke wrote an extraordinary poem called “The Waking” which I quote often. Mostly when someone loses a loved one. “What falls away is always. And is near.” In most cases I feel it means that that person’s “soul shards” remain long past their corporeal extinguishing. But reading your piece made me apply it another way. The Public Health Emergency has fallen away but the manipulation, scarring and EVIL behind it are still near. The line that follows is also deeply applicable, “I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. I learn by going where I have to go.”
This is extraordinary synchronicity. I was in the middle of writing a question for a Dissident Dialogue about fate and awakening when your comment arrived, and this poem interweaves with it beautifully. Perhaps ’twas fate :-)
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