what we want is never simple – 2

The writing from last week’s circle was so powerful, I need to post another response to the same prompt from the same Linda Pastan poem:

What we Want is Never Simple

 I just wanted a break . . .

I wanted to figure out a way to live my day to day life and not dread getting out of bed every single morning. I wanted to do what I wanted to when I wanted to do it. I wanted to not worry about paying rent, feeding myself, or putting gas in the car.

I wanted to get high, stay high, and never ever have to go without being high.

I wanted to have a book published. I wanted to make my father proud. I wanted to do something bigger with my life than the mundane, barely-get-by-paycheck, pay bills, eat, sleep-and-do-it-again existence I feared so much. But mainly, I just wanted a break from the intense pressure of all these wants . . .

Now I am enclosed within walls 24 hours/day; no bills to pay, no worries about my next meal, or putting gas in my car. No worries about barely getting by on my paycheck; there is no getting by on $2/day. So yeah, in some ways, I guess I got what I wanted . . .

– JL

what we want is never simple

What we want

What we want

As is our usual practice, we opened last week’s circle with a poem — “What We Want” by Linda Pastan. In the course of discussion, each woman offered her interpretation of the poem’s meaning. These comments included such diverse comments as: ‘you either get stronger or run away from situations;’  ‘I tend to go for it all, whether or not I need or want it;’ ‘need is more simple than want;’ and ‘just because you don’t see it doesn’t mean it isn’t there.’ As you can imagine, the writing that followed was equally diverse — and intense! The prompt that led to the following writing was to respond to the poem’s opening line.

This is what one of the women in the circle wrote that night:

What we want is never simple.
We have worked so hard for it, though.

It seems like what we wanted was far away.
Always grasping, reaching for it.
It made me so stressed out at times.
It distracted me from life as I kept desiring that which I wanted. Continue reading