I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I learn by going where I have to go.
I learn by going where I have to go.
(from "The Waking", T. Roethke)
S Aa room with more exits than entrances
a river painted plaid
the sheets rustle
L W
I see through feline eyes
a marble oscillating
a yellow yolk
peeking through the curtainsE Aa bumblebee finds pollen in a flower
the whir of the bean grinder
the alarm buzzing in my ear
E K
my cat coat keeps me warm
a cocoon against daylight
but still I'm losing the path back
where dreams dwell
P E