Saturday, February 14, 2009

Commentary and Reading: Weeping, Falling

Click this link for Commentary and Reading of Weeping, Falling. Enjoy.

2 comments:

Ms Storm said...

Wow. I loved that!

It was very interesting to hear how music had inspired this piece, acoustics, and thanks to the opening and closing of this reading, we were able to hear for ourselves some of this version, to hear how it was sung, the last part particularly stirring, in light also of how tuneful the writing was. Soulful. To hear of how the opening lines of the song inspired a series of images that in turn inspired this marvellous piece of writing deepens tone, enhances esteem enhanced to begin with. The commentary upon the imagery within working like a slow-motion button, pictures painted and viewed now shown in the making and in the knowledge of the creation as act, again appreciation immense is accentuated. It is the passion, affirmed in commentary as is received in the writing, the genuineness and the guilelessness as you speak of how these words came to be, the taking through of the thought-processes that led from nothing to something that is truly fascinating to hear of and inspiring to watch. Your words tumbling forth as you speak herein, your enthusiasm, your zest, your liveliness, it is addictive, not addictive, it is contagious, it does as the poems themselves do, awakens, directs, shows, secures, anchors, exhibits, deepest, furthest, pure, complete, genuine, essential, you capture, enrapture every thought, every feeling, heightening, magnifying triple-fold, quadruple, infinitely, the poem, you, our capabilities to see, to feel, to perceive, how it works this way, the poem and secondly in your commentary as you speak of the inspiration for the poem, how it not only colours within but without, I know not how to word at this precise moment, but it does, focusing, anchoring, enhancing to define a little more the mention of those words not just the page and every thought and feeling connected to reading it, but every thought and feeling that ever was, every moment where life was lived completely. This was a beautiful poem, it is so even more following the commentary.

Trée said...

I'm always amazed at what you hear in my voice since, to me, I'm just me, commenting and reading and sharing. So, to see how it is seen, fascinates me, like you are holding up a mirror that I seldom get to look within. Thank you for taking the time to listen and then to share. :-)