I drive around listening to classical music on the radio a lot. Sometimes (often) that’s all I can stand at the moment, but it also frees my mind up to explore some sonic architecture . Anyway, I used to get really annoyed when I would turn on the radio and a Viennese waltz would be playing ( think blue Danube) then one day, out of the ether of that music came a voice saying “don’t take yourself so fucking seriously!!” Now, I still don’t seek them out, but when I encounter these waltzes, there absurdity makes me laugh, but also realize I needed that at that moment. Joy and suffering exposed in the moment. Thanks for introducing us readers to this great poem and poet!
Having had an eating disorder until I was 37 years old, this poem speaks to me with profound clarity. My creativity didn't have an eating disorder. Neither does Izzy's.
Thank you, Devin, for giving me a new way to see the world every Sunday.
I drive around listening to classical music on the radio a lot. Sometimes (often) that’s all I can stand at the moment, but it also frees my mind up to explore some sonic architecture . Anyway, I used to get really annoyed when I would turn on the radio and a Viennese waltz would be playing ( think blue Danube) then one day, out of the ether of that music came a voice saying “don’t take yourself so fucking seriously!!” Now, I still don’t seek them out, but when I encounter these waltzes, there absurdity makes me laugh, but also realize I needed that at that moment. Joy and suffering exposed in the moment. Thanks for introducing us readers to this great poem and poet!
Love that, John. It’s a good reminder! I remind myself that every day. Thanks always.
i love this poem. Izzy rules
She really does!
absolutely fcking loved this one. wow.
thank you! absolutely awesome poem
Having had an eating disorder until I was 37 years old, this poem speaks to me with profound clarity. My creativity didn't have an eating disorder. Neither does Izzy's.
Thank you, Devin, for giving me a new way to see the world every Sunday.