Thanks Snow. I do these audio recordings by request but I wonder how many actually listen. Suppose in the end it doesn't really matter because I'd do them just for the one. ;-)
Thanks for the hot chocolate. A bit chilly here this morning. :-)
Always such a treat to hear your work read, to hear it read in your voice as it is written, furthermore an exceedingly pleasant voice to listen to. Nice it is to hear the intonation, where there is emphasis, where there is pause, gives them an even more personal touch, when already we as readers are in the very rare and privileged position of being able to communicate with the author, ask questions, for definitions and explanations, background, reason, thought, inspiration and so forth. I thought I might comment on all seven, not sure that I will, and not all tonight if I do. Thus far, I am on my second listen of the first poem, which has melody, the very thing that those that have determined say is not the way to read a poem, but in the case of this poem it is apt, there is a beginning to it, but the general tone is one of frolic and wagging and licking and jumping, one of joy and pleasure and simplicity and so the distinctly melodious reading of it, like the dance of those hunches, like the rhythmic wag of tails, like the consistency of joy by the door, fits. Very nicely done.
Eyes without Language. What struck here is how natural the language was spoken, more so even than read, that this was yours, your words, your expressions (eg don't much like...I want...) was clear. Most excellent reading of a most excellent poem, loved so hearing it read.
Normally I would read through a chapter to make sure I had it down the way I wanted, but with seven of them and only deciding after I started recording to do them all, what you have here is a rather raw first reading. I think what I might do with some of The Story poems is to take a single one and do several readings, letting each inform the other as I let the words settle on my tongue. As always, your very kind and encouraging words are deeply appreciated. :-)
Sounds like a good idea, but raw and first as it is, what happens here is that they steadily get better, at least so I recall, and so it is supported by my just having listened to the fabulous reading of Brutal Illusions.
In relation to what you wrote above, Stand by Me becomes steadily stronger as you move through it, it is of the five first the most emotively expressed, slow and steady and with pauses that allow the imagery to form just a little farther before moving on. It is when one has reached this far, heard the first many with still two to go that it re-registers, re-whallops a mammoth wow, catapults into starry skies of wonder at skill and talent, the pace, the quality accentuated by the knowledge that before Trev paved the way, so to speak, and though one could only describe your prose as poetic, and though there was a Kiss et al, poetry was not something that you had really ventured into and so for these to be the produce of your first attempts is all the more amazing. Wonderful reading of an exceptionally wonderful poem.
The reading of You and Me reminded me of Sylvia Plath as I sat listening, not entirely sure I am able to define why, other than to say it has to do with build and with tension, like a rubber band being stretched, there was a great sense of...trepidation, and an open end, due to words, due to the voice that it is spoken with, aptly done in other words, almost as though it has finished early. Very nicely done.
In a Letter, superb in a word, the soft exhalation of the words Your mind will race..., sighed, befittingly, as though in unalterable conclusion, woeful acceptance of knowledge learned, so well done any other words besides truly superb would only deter from that spoken impression.
Very, very moving reading. the desire to touch, to know, the joy I noted, not to pick out one part, this piece and this reading is too smooth to be broken into parts, but if one wanted one singular example of the poignancy within this reading, the words heard, this would be a classic example. Have run out of time. Sweet dreams when you get that far and a happy day ahead. :-)
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That was BEAUTIFUL, Tree !!!! And so was the fractal !!!!
Thanks Annie. :-)
Tree, you post, we'll read. Any of it is a welcome invitation to the depth and creativeness of you.
Hugs and hot chocolate!! :)
--snow
Thanks Snow. I do these audio recordings by request but I wonder how many actually listen. Suppose in the end it doesn't really matter because I'd do them just for the one. ;-)
Thanks for the hot chocolate. A bit chilly here this morning. :-)
Always such a treat to hear your work read, to hear it read in your voice as it is written, furthermore an exceedingly pleasant voice to listen to. Nice it is to hear the intonation, where there is emphasis, where there is pause, gives them an even more personal touch, when already we as readers are in the very rare and privileged position of being able to communicate with the author, ask questions, for definitions and explanations, background, reason, thought, inspiration and so forth. I thought I might comment on all seven, not sure that I will, and not all tonight if I do. Thus far, I am on my second listen of the first poem, which has melody, the very thing that those that have determined say is not the way to read a poem, but in the case of this poem it is apt, there is a beginning to it, but the general tone is one of frolic and wagging and licking and jumping, one of joy and pleasure and simplicity and so the distinctly melodious reading of it, like the dance of those hunches, like the rhythmic wag of tails, like the consistency of joy by the door, fits. Very nicely done.
Eyes without Language. What struck here is how natural the language was spoken, more so even than read, that this was yours, your words, your expressions (eg don't much like...I want...) was clear. Most excellent reading of a most excellent poem, loved so hearing it read.
Normally I would read through a chapter to make sure I had it down the way I wanted, but with seven of them and only deciding after I started recording to do them all, what you have here is a rather raw first reading. I think what I might do with some of The Story poems is to take a single one and do several readings, letting each inform the other as I let the words settle on my tongue. As always, your very kind and encouraging words are deeply appreciated. :-)
Sounds like a good idea, but raw and first as it is, what happens here is that they steadily get better, at least so I recall, and so it is supported by my just having listened to the fabulous reading of Brutal Illusions.
In relation to what you wrote above, Stand by Me becomes steadily stronger as you move through it, it is of the five first the most emotively expressed, slow and steady and with pauses that allow the imagery to form just a little farther before moving on. It is when one has reached this far, heard the first many with still two to go that it re-registers, re-whallops a mammoth wow, catapults into starry skies of wonder at skill and talent, the pace, the quality accentuated by the knowledge that before Trev paved the way, so to speak, and though one could only describe your prose as poetic, and though there was a Kiss et al, poetry was not something that you had really ventured into and so for these to be the produce of your first attempts is all the more amazing. Wonderful reading of an exceptionally wonderful poem.
The reading of You and Me reminded me of Sylvia Plath as I sat listening, not entirely sure I am able to define why, other than to say it has to do with build and with tension, like a rubber band being stretched, there was a great sense of...trepidation, and an open end, due to words, due to the voice that it is spoken with, aptly done in other words, almost as though it has finished early. Very nicely done.
In a Letter, superb in a word, the soft exhalation of the words Your mind will race..., sighed, befittingly, as though in unalterable conclusion, woeful acceptance of knowledge learned, so well done any other words besides truly superb would only deter from that spoken impression.
Very, very moving reading. the desire to touch, to know, the joy I noted, not to pick out one part, this piece and this reading is too smooth to be broken into parts, but if one wanted one singular example of the poignancy within this reading, the words heard, this would be a classic example. Have run out of time. Sweet dreams when you get that far and a happy day ahead. :-)
Sweetest, your comments are appreciated more than you know. Thank you. :-)
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