With the new year but just begun,
I find already I must run,
For work already makes demands
Of my poor heart and poorer hands,
And what I would, I may not do
Because I must yet carry through
Some deeds for dollars. Still, I yearn
For things to take their rightwise turn.
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Elliott RWI 
[…] After the New Year, however, the non-profit work more or less wrapped up (for a bit; things are starting back up again soon enough). My attention shifted to something I’d not done in a while: performing publicly as a saxophonist. That I have done such things has not been a secret; I write a fair bit about having been a bandsman, having played as an alumnus of a high school band program, and my continued engagement with music programs, after all. Still, I’d not played in public in a bit, most of my work being just puttering around on an inherited bari in my office, maybe playing alongside my tubist daughter as she practiced up for one thing or another, and it’s a different thing to be on stage in front of people than it is to be in the background helping others along. […]
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