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Frances Ray's avatar

LeeAnn, I thank you for this post and poem. In my view it is never 'no time' to read or write about joy. and life absolutely goes on until we are literally dead. Whether we frame this as resistance, the ability to hold the tension of opposites, an impetus to create art forms, we just keep going. Sometimes all we have are mismatched socks...no matter.

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Angela Joy's avatar

What a beautiful piece x

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LeeAnn Pickrell's avatar

Thanks so much!

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Margaret Ann Silver's avatar

I think we need joy even more than ever right now. Thank you for this.

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Veronica van Gogh's avatar

I love that you were surrounded by poets yesterday 💓❤️ I’ve started going to dance workouts where 30-40 get together and dance (with a lot of joy) to loud r+b and hip hop. I feel like I belong at this dance studio because everyone is there to move energy and be in their bodies and joy almost feels like a subversive act, cathartic art and joy as a way of moving through big changes and grief.

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LeeAnn Pickrell's avatar

How fabulous!

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Thomas Rist's avatar

Joyful! 🙂

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Treasa's avatar

And now I'm a Jacob Collier fan too. I bet he'd love your poem, have you sent it to him?

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LeeAnn Pickrell's avatar

I did try to send it to him but never heard anything back. Who knows if he got it. Maybe someday at another show I'll have a chance to slip him a copy.

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Treasa's avatar

Sing it to him from the audience :)

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Brent Stiggins's avatar

Thanks Lee Ann. A little joy was much needed this morning.

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