This is something of a departure for me...
I have a writing friend, Pleasant Street aka Rose Red aka Geletilari, from the USA via Twitterland - @AreYouThrilled.
She writes some very lovely poetry and posts them on her blog here - In My Parlour . She heard one or two of my readings of my poetry on Soundcloud and asked if I would record a reading of one of hers. I was of course very flattered and delighted to do it - the Thespian in me still alive and well somewhere in there.
And so here is the text of her poem and a link to me reading it on her Soundcloud account...
A Nice Change
I have a writing friend, Pleasant Street aka Rose Red aka Geletilari, from the USA via Twitterland - @AreYouThrilled.
She writes some very lovely poetry and posts them on her blog here - In My Parlour . She heard one or two of my readings of my poetry on Soundcloud and asked if I would record a reading of one of hers. I was of course very flattered and delighted to do it - the Thespian in me still alive and well somewhere in there.
And so here is the text of her poem and a link to me reading it on her Soundcloud account...
A Nice Change
She
had always lived there
Her father's house and garden
Her mother's scent of carnations
And chicken and dumplings in a pot
Her father's house and garden
Her mother's scent of carnations
And chicken and dumplings in a pot
Once
she said to her mother
I have to go soon
A man has offered me a ranch
and a dozen cows on a hilltop
I have to go soon
A man has offered me a ranch
and a dozen cows on a hilltop
But
you are a vegetarian
Yes but he makes me smile
And the cows bring me peace.
I will set up my easel in the meadow
Yes but he makes me smile
And the cows bring me peace.
I will set up my easel in the meadow
She
painted fantastic visions
of oceans she would never see
and skies higher than the atmosphere
full of stars and comets
of oceans she would never see
and skies higher than the atmosphere
full of stars and comets
One
day her mother showed up
Suitcase in hand
announcing that peace
would be a nice change of pace
Suitcase in hand
announcing that peace
would be a nice change of pace
That
evening when she came in
Wet painting leaning against the apple
They ate, remarking
Those were the best dumplings ever.
Wet painting leaning against the apple
They ate, remarking
Those were the best dumplings ever.
Chris reads A Nice Change on his soundcloud account
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