WEBVTT 00:00:00.000 --> 00:00:00.467 align:middle line:90% 00:00:00.467 --> 00:00:02.009 align:middle line:84% And the last poem in Reckonings, it's 00:00:02.009 --> 00:00:03.210 align:middle line:90% called "Begging to be Born". 00:00:03.210 --> 00:00:07.420 align:middle line:90% 00:00:07.420 --> 00:00:09.700 align:middle line:90% "No gentle birth. 00:00:09.700 --> 00:00:12.520 align:middle line:90% No easy waking. 00:00:12.520 --> 00:00:15.010 align:middle line:84% Years of my life, I've slept with only this dream 00:00:15.010 --> 00:00:21.070 align:middle line:84% of the world, that the world was a dream that afraid. 00:00:21.070 --> 00:00:23.170 align:middle line:84% Paralyzed into poems where I've nursed 00:00:23.170 --> 00:00:25.900 align:middle line:84% the unacknowledged passions of my life. 00:00:25.900 --> 00:00:31.240 align:middle line:84% The cutting edge of death moving surely even through this dream. 00:00:31.240 --> 00:00:33.400 align:middle line:90% You're dying all around me. 00:00:33.400 --> 00:00:35.890 align:middle line:84% You leave me speaking this calm voice that 00:00:35.890 --> 00:00:38.740 align:middle line:90% records guts and preserves. 00:00:38.740 --> 00:00:43.480 align:middle line:84% This voice I've dreamed accepts me when there is no exception. 00:00:43.480 --> 00:00:46.630 align:middle line:90% How can I wake and survive? 00:00:46.630 --> 00:00:48.730 align:middle line:84% To wake now is to die for the crime 00:00:48.730 --> 00:00:54.370 align:middle line:84% of wasting my life in a sleep, a reasonable and calm. 00:00:54.370 --> 00:00:55.810 align:middle line:90% Wake me. 00:00:55.810 --> 00:00:56.800 align:middle line:90% Wake me now. 00:00:56.800 --> 00:00:59.080 align:middle line:84% And to such pain, I cannot speak, 00:00:59.080 --> 00:01:02.140 align:middle line:84% but must cry out cries so strong from the roots 00:01:02.140 --> 00:01:08.070 align:middle line:84% of their anguish, roots of their joy that my hungers sing." 00:01:08.070 --> 00:01:09.303 align:middle line:90%