What do you want?

Here’s what Robert Bly wanted one day, via The Writer’s Almanac

What is it that I want? Not money,
Not a large desk, not a house with ten rooms.
This is what I want to do: to sit here,
To take no part, to be called away by wind.
from “The Call Away” by Robert Bly, Like the New Moon, I Will Live My Life, 2015

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