Wednesday, February 18, 2015

To Sleep, Perchance

Sleeping Woman, 1890


 Theo van Rysselberghe (1862-1926)

To Sleep, Perchance

When I rouse at night—
Mired in bedclothes,
Twisted in pajamas,
Wrestling every wrinkle—
Then I understand better
How it is to tire of the body—
To think it might be time to wake up.
To wake up and finally
Get out of bed.

 Rhonda Palmer

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