Want Is Loud* by Nancy Schatz Alton
“It’s good to want. It builds character.” Ben Bauermeister
I’ve come here from want—the blue stone pulsing in bright yellow light.
I’ve come here from hills that I now call slopes,
from anger and love, fear & sweetness,
from every emotion you can name,
I’ve come here through every emotion you name “I don’t know.”
I’m the welt of feeling underneath the scratch that-just-can’t-be-soothed.
I’ve come here by way of how you scan the shelves
but still can’t name your exact desire.
And after your wanting is filled—I’ll still be here:
wanting more blue saturated by sun ray
shot through by love (& anger)
fear & sweetness
named and hard-to-place emotions:
I’m the home for want. Want me? Want more.
*I borrowed the first phrase from Ada Limón’s poem “Ancestors.”