https://simplecast.com Words in the Air Words in the Air - An Immersive Poetry Anthology Experience - Brought to life through voice, sound and moments that quicken the heart. All rights reserved en Thu, 29 May 2025 04:00:00 +0000 Thu, 26 Feb 2026 16:05:42 +0000 http://www.homemadesounds.com Words in the Air https://image.simplecastcdn.com/images/3008dd50-8777-4abb-ad17-835d746405a0/215e233b-2174-4ab6-bb07-2d102528a197/3000x3000/1538160291artwork.jpg?aid=rss_feed http://www.homemadesounds.com episodic Words in the Air - An Immersive Poetry Anthology Experience - Brought to life through voice, sound and moments that quicken the heart. Homemade Sounds false https://feeds.simplecast.com/ta75c7Ng poetry, spoken word, literature, performance art, reading, sound design, poems, sonic, shelterinpoems, shelterinpoetry, edgar allen poe, national poetry day, charles simic, elizabeth bishop, walt whitman, robert lowell, ts eliot, emily dickinson, poetry reading, wallace stevens Homemade Sounds fieldsound@gmail.com 9e680d4b-74da-45aa-9aa1-e315d61d0ac6 Simple by Raymond Carver Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> Simple by Raymond Carver Terry Casburn, raymond carver, Kevin Seaman 00:00:56 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn simplicity, 20th century poetry, iowa workshop, short stories, simple, short cuts, choices, raymond carver, american poetry, isolation, poetry false full 55 7 2706e272-338e-4dc9-bf9c-386e12e3e223 When I Heard the Learn'd Astronomer by Walt Whitman Read by Marcus Ellsworth

 

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]]> When I Heard the Learn'd Astronomer by Walt Whitman Kevin Seaman, Walt Whitman, marcus ellsworth 00:01:02 Read by Marcus Ellsworth Read by Marcus Ellsworth when i heard the learn'd astronomer, walt whitman, time, 19th century poetry, science, american poetry, poetry, leaves of grass, discovery false full 54 7 f359d8b9-1520-44e0-afe1-b32c3ee1b417 On the Beach at Night Alone by Walt Whitman Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> On the Beach at Night Alone by Walt Whitman Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn, Walt Whitman 00:02:06 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn ocean, universe, on the beach at night alone, walt whitman, american poetry, poetry, leaves of grass, transcendentalism false full 53 7 87e722d2-2554-47fa-a3f4-2ab32df688e8 Crossing Brooklyn Ferry by Walt Whitman Thu, 1 May 2025 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Walt Whitman, Aaron Novak, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Crossing Brooklyn Ferry by Walt Whitman Walt Whitman, Aaron Novak, Kevin Seaman 00:15:01 Read by Aaron Novak Read by Aaron Novak new york city, spiritual, spirituality, crossing brooklyn ferry, walt whitman, 19th century poetry, american poetry, poetry, leaves of grass, transcendentalism false full 52 7 8e1e3f32-0520-4c56-bd19-cfbbf78b1f04 Sonnet 98: From you have I been absent in the spring by William Shakespeare Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> Sonnet 98: From you have I been absent in the spring by William Shakespeare Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman, william shakespeare 00:01:25 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn william shakespeare, spring, sonnet 98, from you have i been absent in the spring, shakespeare, seasonal poetry, missing, longing, april false full 51 7 b470acfb-05c4-4dfc-a321-e98cbc98624a Waiting by Raymond Carver Read by Jonathon Cotton

 

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]]> Waiting by Raymond Carver raymond carver, Kevin Seaman, jonathan cotton 00:01:37 Read by Jonathon Cotton Read by Jonathon Cotton john cheever, iowa workshop, waiting, raymond carver, midlife, true love, american poetry, isolation, ache, poetry false full 50 7 ee94d637-24fc-48e8-8d74-26abc7992e29 Fern Hill by Dylan Thomas Read by Huw Davies

 

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]]> Fern Hill by Dylan Thomas Huw Davies, Dylan Thomas, Kevin Seaman 00:04:01 Read by Huw Davies Read by Huw Davies fern hill, welsh poetry, nature, childhood, innocence, poetry, dylan thomas, loss of innocence false full 49 7 15b05462-8960-4387-b461-7a6a3be22c49 From the Long Sad Party by Mark Strand Read by Craig Roberts

 

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]]> From the Long Sad Party by Mark Strand Craig Roberts, Kevin Seaman, mark strand 00:01:35 Read by Craig Roberts Read by Craig Roberts endings, poem, new york school, from the long sad party, mark strand, poetry, surrealism false full 48 7 c70a62fb-4329-4179-ae49-6ae0a813a853 Four Poems for Robin by Gary Snyder Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> Four Poems for Robin by Gary Snyder Gary Snyder, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman 00:04:25 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn old love love poetry beat generation gary snyder american poetry first love heartbreak poetry false full 47 7 9841a2c6-3b6a-408f-a6d9-17aae66f43be The Widow's Lament in Springtime by William Carlos Williams Read by Juliet Prew

 

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]]> The Widow's Lament in Springtime by William Carlos Williams william carlos williams, Kevin Seaman, juliet prew 00:01:33 Read by Juliet Prew Read by Juliet Prew imagist poetry, lost love, the widow's lament in springtime, memory, beat poetry, missing, death, american poetry, poetry, lament, williams carlos williams false full 46 7 c9ce8964-de1d-4ab8-a476-c757b7e59e0b Prometheus by Lord Byron Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

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]]> Prometheus by Lord Byron Lord Byron, Kevin Seaman, Christopher Kendrick 00:04:21 Read by Christopher Kendrick Read by Christopher Kendrick fighting against odds, fire, empowerment, existential, english poems, prometheus, lord byron, being human, romantic poetry, greek myth, poetry false full 45 7 03513463-5f13-4ac7-9a34-b39a82c0f4bd February & my love is in another state by José Olivarez Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> February & my love is in another state by José Olivarez José Olivarez, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:01:32 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn winter, seasons, spanish poetry, longing, love poem, poetry, mexican poetry, josé olivarez, february & my love is in another state, latinx poetry false full 44 7 941a4eb4-751c-4b86-99a7-305c2ed10925 How to Be Perfect by Ron Padgett Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> How to Be Perfect by Ron Padgett ron padgett, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman 00:10:15 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn new york school, the perfect human, irony, funny, how to be perfect, american modern poetry, list, poetry, ron padgett false full 43 7 b1f6af37-4633-4193-91a5-7cadce7e6d44 Soon by Joe Bolton Read by Dave Luukkonen

 

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]]> Soon by Joe Bolton Joe Bolton, Dave Luukkonen, Kevin Seaman 00:01:57 Read by Dave Luukkonen Read by Dave Luukkonen societal collapse, joe bolton, collapse, end times, soon, american poetry, trump, american politics, poetry, destruction false full 42 7 132fb252-71b5-4281-9fcb-c3b4d6a17264 Aubade by Philip Larkin Read by Aaron Novak

 

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]]> Aubade by Philip Larkin Aaron Novak, philip larkin, Kevin Seaman 00:04:03 Read by Aaron Novak Read by Aaron Novak 20th century poetry, mourning, death, aubade, english poetry, end, clive james, poetry, philip larkin false full 41 7 9f028a5b-7203-4964-acaa-6321cd11fc07 Mantle by Kevin Young Read by Juliet Prew

 

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]]> Mantle by Kevin Young Kevin Young, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman 00:01:05 Read by Juliet Prew Read by Juliet Prew african american poetry, media, 21st century, lazy, death, mantle, kevin young, poetry, adrift false full 40 7 d5cb2594-8402-4622-8e58-295f63b69131 4 A.M. By Kenneth Fearing Read by Jonathon Cotton

 

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]]> 4 A.M. By Kenneth Fearing Kenneth Fearing, jonathan cotton, Kevin Seaman 00:04:27 Read by Jonathon Cotton Read by Jonathon Cotton noir, 1940's, american modern poetry, 4 a.m., modern poetry filmnoir 4am new york lost kennethdearing fear isolation depression, kenneth fearing false full 39 7 63383fac-d412-4338-92de-2b21e61d06ef As One Listens to the Rain by Octavio Paz Read by Marcus Ellsworth

 

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]]> As One Listens to the Rain by Octavio Paz octavio paz, Kevin Seaman, marcus ellsworth 00:03:32 Read by Marcus Ellsworth Read by Marcus Ellsworth modern poetry, octavio paz, memory, loss, poetry, mexican poetry false full 38 7 c6712321-4ca7-47fb-9541-6e099cea1513 Those Winter Sundays by Robert Hayden Read by Stephen A. Molloy

 

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]]> Those Winter Sundays by Robert Hayden Stephen A. Molloy, Kevin Seaman, robert hayden 00:01:24 Read by Stephen A. Molloy Read by Stephen A. Molloy african american poetry winter those winter sundays christmas poem 20th century poets fathers and sons american poet poetry robert hayden false full 37 7 c101f8e0-4086-4bd4-b71c-751eba4c892f What About This by Frank Stanford Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> What About This by Frank Stanford Frank Stanford, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:02:07 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn bob dylan, nostalgia, time, murder, frank stanford, american modern poetry, what about this, southern gothic, poetry, a moment false full 36 7 5e014d03-ff5e-4de0-b307-c8ca7882a8bc 3 Robinson Poems by Weldon Kees Read by Weldon Kees

 

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]]> 3 Robinson Poems by Weldon Kees Kevin Seaman, Weldon Kees 00:02:31 Read by Weldon Kees Read by Weldon Kees broken, existential, weldon kees, character, three robinson poems, film noir, american modern poetry, bay area, poetry false full 35 7 bbb4d7c7-eebf-4e15-9d6c-34550f4585da The Day of Judgement by Jonathan Swift Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

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]]> The Day of Judgement by Jonathan Swift Jonathan Swift, Christopher Kendrick, Kevin Seaman 00:01:41 Read by Christopher Kendrick Read by Christopher Kendrick the day of judgement, jonathan swift, end of the world, english poets, 18th century, irish poetry, poetry, politics false full 34 7 32f8c894-e2ed-4245-8daf-3f4b5e8a9e39 Ideas by David Lynch Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> Ideas by David Lynch David Lynch, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman 00:01:44 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn ideas, david lynch, dreams, manifesto, creating, creativity, cinema, poetry, twin peaks false full 33 7 06b1a2e2-c62c-4ef7-a7f9-1861280752ff Some Things Last by Ahmad Almallah Read by Ahmad Almallah

 

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]]> Some Things Last by Ahmad Almallah Ahmad Almallah, Kevin Seaman 00:02:10 Read by Ahmad Almallah Read by Ahmad Almallah reflection, some things last, palestinian, time, windows, poetry, ahmad almallah false full 32 7 7e722387-2cc3-4e38-a88c-113d641fcfe5 Photo of Miles Davis at Lennies-on-the-Turnpike, 1968 by Cornelius Eady Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> Photo of Miles Davis at Lennies-on-the-Turnpike, 1968 by Cornelius Eady Cornelius Eady, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman 00:01:03 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn photo of miles davis at lennies-on-the-turnpike, 1960s, birth of cool, miles davis, nostalgia, jazz, cornelius eady, 1968, american poetry, poetry false full 31 7 f700d53c-2783-41df-ab9d-dbc466dd0d05 Mingus at the Showplace by William Matthews Read by Jerry Greenburg

 

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]]> Mingus at the Showplace by William Matthews William Matthews, Kevin Seaman 00:01:31 Read by Jerry Greenburg Read by Jerry Greenburg new york city, bad poetry, the showplace, youth, memory, doubt, jazz, william mathews, mingus at the show place, american modern poetry, poetry false full 30 7 5b844d0c-8502-42e9-890b-0a314125fa72 All That We Have by Stephen Dunn Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> All That We Have by Stephen Dunn Kevin Seaman, stephen dunn, Terry Casburn 00:01:57 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn reflection, recall, stephen dunn, all that we have, memory, time, american modern poetry, marriage, poetry, all that's left false full 29 7 024c9918-4e56-474e-84c0-0464d194cbcf Burning the Old Year by Naomi Shihab Nye Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> Burning the Old Year by Naomi Shihab Nye Naomi Shihab Nye, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:01:16 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn end of the year, moving forward, naomi shihab nye, memory, time, burning the old year, american modern poetry, new years, poetry, effigy false full 28 7 a4455a64-5618-4f4a-ba01-a836b2f90a86 New Year's Eve by D.H. Lawrence Read by Juliet Prew

 

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]]> New Year's Eve by D.H. Lawrence dh lawrence, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman 00:01:02 Read by Juliet Prew Read by Juliet Prew end of the year, english poems, a new year, new year's eve, passion, sex, desire, poetry, dh lawrence false full 27 7 58be1433-cfeb-4bac-986d-fe9d20782187 Would You Wear My Eyes by Bob Kaufman Read by Bob Kaufman

 

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]]> Would You Wear My Eyes by Bob Kaufman Bob Kaufman, Kevin Seaman 00:01:41 Read by Bob Kaufman Read by Bob Kaufman reflection, bob kaufman, beat generation, age, beat poetry, time, would you wear my eyes, dying, american modern poetry, poetry false full 26 7 59b86664-b7d0-4e1c-8753-a1cc1c8b1ffe Long Nights by Jenny Xie Read by Juliet Prew

 

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]]> Long Nights by Jenny Xie Jenny Xie, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman 00:02:06 Read by Juliet Prew Read by Juliet Prew reflection, movement, winter, chinese poetry, internal, jenny xie, time, travel, seasonal, poetry, long nights false full 25 7 71c81df5-9804-4053-b5ce-4b66317708b7 Souvenir by Edna St. Vincent Millay Read by Kate Valli

 

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]]> Souvenir by Edna St. Vincent Millay edna st. vincent millay, Kevin Seaman 00:01:01 Read by Kate Valli Read by Kate Valli souvenir, relationships, 20th century poetry, lost love, american poetry, heartbreak, poetry, edna st vincent millay false full 24 7 2e56786e-51c6-4cef-8f1d-00bdfecf2aa2 Der Gilgul (The Possessed) by Jerome Rothenberg Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> Der Gilgul (The Possessed) by Jerome Rothenberg Kevin Seaman, Jerome Rothenberg, Terry Casburn 00:02:31 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn jewish, transformation, jewish mysticism, dybukk, death, possessed, american poetry, jerome rothenberg, der gilgul, poetry false full 23 7 0ed2a077-fcfd-4814-b647-2acf193bfaef Now Winter Nights Enlarge by Thomas Campion Read by Christoper Kendrick

 

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]]> Now Winter Nights Enlarge by Thomas Campion Thomas Campion, Christopher Kendrick, Kevin Seaman 00:01:38 Read by Christoper Kendrick Read by Christoper Kendrick christmas, winter, thomas campion, now winter nights enlarge, memory, winter solstice, english poetry, seasonal, poetry, change false full 22 7 b777cf09-e2b5-495b-b382-f3d051b465d9 Let This Darkness Be a Bell Tower by Rainer Maria Rilke Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> Let This Darkness Be a Bell Tower by Rainer Maria Rilke Kevin Seaman, Rainer Maria Rilke, Terry Casburn 00:01:24 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn reflection, comfort, forgiveness, modern poetry, rainer maria rilke, german poetry, let this darkness be a bell tower, time, moving on, poetry false full 21 7 15dba7f6-2ce0-45a9-b2d5-ecde68432e34 Now I Become Myself by May Sarton Read by Juliet Prew

 

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]]> Now I Become Myself by May Sarton May Sarton, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman 00:03:03 Read by Juliet Prew Read by Juliet Prew may sarton, nostalgia, self awareness, now i become myself, struggles, american poetry, poetry, growing up, discovery, maturity false full 20 7 f1cb28cd-2718-4ad7-876f-267d637400e8 Tattoo by Ted Kooser Read by Ken Marks

 

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]]> Tattoo by Ted Kooser Ken Marks, Ted Kooser, Kevin Seaman 00:00:54 Read by Ken Marks Read by Ken Marks ted kooser, tattoo, body art, memory, stories, history of a man, american modern poetry, poetry, assumptions false full 19 7 d942db35-8b59-4148-9b1e-de2d5658235d Fire Dreams by Carl Sandburg Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> Fire Dreams by Carl Sandburg Kevin Seaman, carl sandburg, Terry Casburn 00:02:06 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn fire dreams, carl sandburg, bounty, prayer, grace, thanksgiving, american poetry, poetry, grateful false full 18 7 0d005168-828d-4dd8-81dc-c1ea733cb7ef To The Dead in the Graveyard Underneath My Window by Adelaide Craspey Read by Juliet Prew

 

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]]> To The Dead in the Graveyard Underneath My Window by Adelaide Craspey Adelaide Crapsey, Kevin Seaman, juliet prew 00:04:02 Read by Juliet Prew Read by Juliet Prew to the dead in my graveyard underneath my window, looking back, adelaide crapsey, halloween, time, death, american poetry, fall, poetry, resentment, early 20th century false full 17 7 5d65f5ca-5982-4075-85a7-bcff97aa8595 Nothing by Connie Wanek Read by Susan James

 

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]]> Nothing by Connie Wanek Connie Wanek, Kevin Seaman 00:01:16 Read by Susan James Read by Susan James connie wanek, existential, motherhood, nothing, time, american modern poetry, loss, poetry false full 16 7 8c8b6569-27b4-4081-a075-bf7b5fefe3ba Reference Back by Philip Larkin Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

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]]> Reference Back by Philip Larkin Kevin Seaman, philip larkin, Christopher Kendrick 00:01:39 Read by Christopher Kendrick Read by Christopher Kendrick relationships, king oliver, nostalgia, jazz, hull, time, english poetry, poetry, philip larkin, reference back false full 15 7 b7e0ce37-04c9-400b-ab4c-139b1ea456b7 Beginning by James Wright Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> Beginning by James Wright James Wright, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:01:41 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn reflection, autumn, james wright, nature, november, american modern poetry, fall, beginning, poetry false full 14 7 711f3af7-85c6-462d-a115-2c61e279a4c4 Before the Mirror by Elizabeth Drew Barstow Stoddard Read by Juliet Prew

 

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]]> Before the Mirror by Elizabeth Drew Barstow Stoddard Elizabeth Drew Barstow Stoddard, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman 00:02:29 Read by Juliet Prew Read by Juliet Prew elizabeth drew barstow stoddard, ulysses, american poetry, cursed, before the mirror, poetry, lady of shallot, creepy false full 13 7 115b06cc-6c63-4205-b4ed-de6beb127e30 Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird by Wallace Stevens Read by Terry Casburn

 

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird by Wallace Stevens Wallace Stevens, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:03:45 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn nature, 20th century, imagist, thirteen ways to look at a blackbird, metaphysical, time, wallace stevens, american poetry, american modern poetry, poetry, american false full 12 7 15facabe-ecdc-4f7e-8e73-67a609be4bf2 Somewhere to Place My Ashes by George Kendrick Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

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]]> Mon, 4 Nov 2024 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (George Kendrick, Christopher Kendrick, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Somewhere to Place My Ashes by George Kendrick George Kendrick, Christopher Kendrick, Kevin Seaman 00:01:27 Read by Christopher Kendrick Read by Christopher Kendrick 20th century poetry, english poems, remains, somewhere to place my ashes, memory, mortality, hull, death, george kendrick, poetry, philip larkin false full 11 7 de1c5d78-a000-4f13-80f5-8df91678f955 The Vampire by Conrad Aiken Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> Thu, 31 Oct 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Conrad Aiken, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Vampire by Conrad Aiken Conrad Aiken, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman 00:07:04 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn dracula, halloween, conrad aiken, the vampire, spooky, american poetry, myth, poetry, noseferatu false full 10 7 a0519caa-e656-48be-a3a5-61c39bc7e48d Ghost by Cynthia Huntington Read by Juliet Prew

 

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]]> Mon, 28 Oct 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (cynthia huntington, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

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]]> Ghost by Cynthia Huntington cynthia huntington, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman 00:02:02 Read by Juliet Prew Read by Juliet Prew haunted, cynthia huntington, spectre, conscience, regret, haunting, halloween, spooky poetry, ghost, poetry false full 9 7 b597e376-a930-4410-91c6-67c49df7f9cf There She Is by Linda Gregg Read by Linda Gregg

 

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]]> Thu, 24 Oct 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Linda Gregg, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Linda Gregg

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> There She Is by Linda Gregg Linda Gregg, Kevin Seaman 00:01:41 Read by Linda Gregg Read by Linda Gregg horror, creepy child, linda gregg, motherhood, halloween, spooky, american modern poetry, parenting, poetry, there she is, american false full 8 7 f52a8eae-e01e-42e3-9435-617137c0bda6 Lamia [Left to herself] by John Keats Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

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]]> Mon, 21 Oct 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (John Keats, Christopher Kendrick, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Lamia [Left to herself] by John Keats John Keats, Christopher Kendrick, Kevin Seaman 00:01:34 Read by Christopher Kendrick Read by Christopher Kendrick lamia [left to herself], halloween, 19th century poetry, john keats, hermes, spooky, english poetry, serpent, mythology, poetry false full 7 7 196ad2ef-b8ca-40f0-a89d-24d2619e4017 Haunted by Siegfried Sassoon Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

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]]> Thu, 17 Oct 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Siegfried Sassoon, Christopher Kendrick, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

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]]> Haunted by Siegfried Sassoon Siegfried Sassoon, Christopher Kendrick, Kevin Seaman 00:03:31 Read by Christopher Kendrick Read by Christopher Kendrick haunted, siegfried sassoon, world war one, trench warfare, lost, halloween, panic, spooky poetry, english poets, death, poetry false full 6 7 05650682-9683-4fa6-829a-223a53a46ced I Have Folded My Sorrows by Bob Kaufman Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> Mon, 14 Oct 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Bob Kaufman, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> I Have Folded My Sorrows by Bob Kaufman Bob Kaufman, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:02:04 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn reflection, bob kaufman, 20th century, beat poetry, sorrow, american modern poetry, poetry, american poets, i have folded my sorrows false full 5 7 8dcd7780-5291-4e68-8dbd-058565e22079 Music Swims Back to Me by Anne Sexton Read by Juliet Prew

 

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]]> Thu, 10 Oct 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (juliet prew, Kevin Seaman, anne sexton) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Music Swims Back to Me by Anne Sexton juliet prew, Kevin Seaman, anne sexton 00:01:58 Read by Juliet Prew Read by Juliet Prew nightmare, institution, feminism, anne sexton, confessional poetry, bipolar, american modern poetry, madness, poetry, feminist poetry, music swims back to me, depression false full 4 7 3d31a991-3d82-4f04-9e0f-2e962c955535 Theories of Influence by Anselm Berrigan Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> Theories of Influence by Anselm Berrigan Anselm Berrigan, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman 00:02:45 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn reflection, wg sebald, theories of influence, looking back, dreams, remembering, love, time, american modern poetry, anselm berrigan, poetry false full 3 7 dbef6430-b20a-4f57-9009-20a0688e56cb Sonnet 27 by William Shakespeare Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

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]]> Thu, 3 Oct 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Kevin Seaman, william shakespeare, Christopher Kendrick) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Sonnet 27 by William Shakespeare Kevin Seaman, william shakespeare, Christopher Kendrick 00:01:23 Read by Christopher Kendrick Read by Christopher Kendrick reflection, william shakespeare, frustration, distraction, restlessness, procrastination, exhaustion, insomnia, english poetry, interruption, overthinking, renaissance, sonnet 27, poetry false full 2 7 4084ad3a-fdf9-4f74-85d7-626b8e475bb1 After Fifty Years by William Faulkner Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> Mon, 30 Sep 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (William Faulkner, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> After Fifty Years by William Faulkner William Faulkner, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:01:57 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn reflection, intruders in the dust, nostalgia, memory, age, time, dying, william faulkner, southern gothic, the past, poetry, after fifty years false full 1 7 b54366b1-e270-4a55-b473-6c2208c93e80 Good-bye by Walter de la Mare Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

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]]> Thu, 26 Sep 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Kevin Seaman, Christopher Kendrick, walter de la mare) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Good-bye by Walter de la Mare Kevin Seaman, Christopher Kendrick, walter de la mare 00:01:30 Read by Christopher Kendrick Read by Christopher Kendrick haunted, good-bye, english poems, walter de la mere, echoes, nostalgia, romantic, death, leaving, loss, poetry, melancholy, victorian false full 106 6 e6dfea5d-176d-44af-98eb-0bf0e38726c8 Still Looking Out for Number One by Raymond Carver Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> Mon, 23 Sep 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Kevin Seaman, raymond carver, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Still Looking Out for Number One by Raymond Carver Kevin Seaman, raymond carver, Terry Casburn 00:01:30 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn short cuts, love poetry, raymond carver, selfishness, love, funny, american modern poetry, pining, still looking out for number one, poetry, loneliness, missing someone false full 105 6 48ddf8d3-2b8d-449a-a20e-cdf7b3c5678a The Juke-Box Spoke and The Juke-Box Said by Kenneth Fearing Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> Thu, 19 Sep 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn, Kenneth Fearing) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Juke-Box Spoke and The Juke-Box Said by Kenneth Fearing Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn, Kenneth Fearing 00:01:49 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn noir, nightmare, the juke box spoke the juke box said, dream, addiction, ghosts, poetry, american, music, scene, kenneth fearing, eerie false full 104 6 7627a8f3-6a30-4ea8-9a2b-ff76dc46ebf3 Literary by Kenneth Fearing Read by John Cavanaugh

 

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]]> Mon, 16 Sep 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Kenneth Fearing, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by John Cavanaugh

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Literary by Kenneth Fearing Kenneth Fearing, Kevin Seaman 00:00:52 Read by John Cavanaugh Read by John Cavanaugh noir, city life, literary, 20th century, filmm noir, writing, rant, the big clock, american modern poetry, city, poetry, kenneth fearing false full 103 6 0516aec4-f586-4afd-b9ac-8933be481810 Unreleased Movie by John Ashbery Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> Thu, 12 Sep 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (john ashbery, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Unreleased Movie by John Ashbery john ashbery, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:07:22 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn unreleased movie, nostalgia, searching, dreams, new york school, 20th century, time, john ashbery, movies, american modern poetry, cinema, poetry, nebulous false full 102 6 c8a1def2-d6a4-4feb-b29a-d9420738abd8 Hour by Reginald Gibbons Read by Michael Stuhlbarg

 

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]]> Mon, 9 Sep 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Reginald Gibbons, Michael Stuhlbarg, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Michael Stuhlbarg

 

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]]> Hour by Reginald Gibbons Reginald Gibbons, Michael Stuhlbarg, Kevin Seaman 00:01:16 Read by Michael Stuhlbarg Read by Michael Stuhlbarg dwelling, nighttime, reginald gibbons, dreams, metaphysical, hour, american modern poetry, isolation, poetry false full 101 6 67e19196-9415-4819-800a-eeb3558f86c6 Rendezvous by Edna St. Vincent Millay Read by Judy Turr

 

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]]> Thu, 5 Sep 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (edna st. vincent millay, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Judy Turr

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Rendezvous by Edna St. Vincent Millay edna st. vincent millay, Kevin Seaman 00:02:03 Read by Judy Turr Read by Judy Turr affair, relationships, rendezvous, 20th century, american poetry, guilt, poetry, edna st vincent millay, lovers, spite false full 100 6 6c3b3a69-ca30-46b8-ab53-d45b300d945b The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock By T. S. Eliot Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> Mon, 2 Sep 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn, T.S. Eliot) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock By T. S. Eliot Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn, T.S. Eliot 00:08:45 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn reflection, modernism, prufrock, the love song of j. alfred prufrock, nostalgia, looking back, t.s. eliot, confession, poetry, lament, loneliness false full 99 6 19b680ab-1412-4d10-b171-bd819b9ea5ed Invictus by William Ernest Henley Read by Dana Ivey

 

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]]> Thu, 29 Aug 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Dana Ivey, WIliam Ernest Henley, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Dana Ivey

 

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]]> Invictus by William Ernest Henley Dana Ivey, WIliam Ernest Henley, Kevin Seaman 00:01:32 Read by Dana Ivey Read by Dana Ivey self reliance, william ernest henley, poems of courage, fortitude, invictus, english poetry, poetry, survival, victorian false full 98 6 9793d82c-92b2-4715-bcdf-e9c36bfa2cba First Love by W.B. Yeats Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

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]]> Mon, 26 Aug 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (WB YEATS, Kevin Seaman, Christopher Kendrick) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> First Love by W.B. Yeats WB YEATS, Kevin Seaman, Christopher Kendrick 00:01:12 Read by Christopher Kendrick Read by Christopher Kendrick lunar, wb yeats, regret, 20th century, lady gregory, irish poetry, first love, longing, heartbreak, poetry false full 97 6 dcf5b764-ecff-42da-b8c9-c95f978f3cac To Autumn by Carl Phillips Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 22 Aug 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn, carl phillips) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> To Autumn by Carl Phillips Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn, carl phillips 00:01:43 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn reflection, secrets, to autumn, nature, then the war, seasons, time, john keats, american poetry, mood, poetry, carl phillips false full 96 6 7ab13380-8553-4699-b986-953737f17e44 Mirrors at 4 A.M. by Charles Simic Read by Charles Simic

 

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]]> Tue, 20 Aug 2024 13:33:18 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (charles simic, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Charles Simic

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mirrors at 4 A.M. by Charles Simic charles simic, Kevin Seaman 00:01:18 Read by Charles Simic Read by Charles Simic reflection, new york city, noir, surrealist, mirrors at 4am, imagist, charles simic, insomnia, american modern poetry, serbian poetry, poetry, moment false full 95 6 237e480a-4152-42dc-9a00-a3ff1d62d3cd Ballad of the Moon Moon by Federico Garcia Lorca Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> Thu, 15 Aug 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn, Federico Garcia Lorca) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Ballad of the Moon Moon by Federico Garcia Lorca Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn, Federico Garcia Lorca 00:02:37 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn federico garcia lorca, nomad, ballad of the moon, displaced, dreams, memory, spanish poetry, childhood, gypsy ballads, spanish civil war, poetry false full 94 6 1ae5964a-c71f-4f8d-b63a-68d2e8d9f9a5 Minor Song by Federico Garcia Lorca Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> Tue, 13 Aug 2024 20:12:52 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Federico Garcia Lorca, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> Minor Song by Federico Garcia Lorca Federico Garcia Lorca, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman 00:02:09 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn reflection, federico garcia lorca, catalan poetry, life, joy, 20th century, love poetry, spanish poetry, heartache, time, minor song, spanish civil war, wonderous, poetry false full 93 6 2898fedd-d157-420c-b4fe-815116d41efa From "Moon Songs" by Federico Garcia Lorca Read by A.J. Kline

 

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]]> Mon, 12 Aug 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Frederico Garcia Lorca, AJ Kline, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by A.J. Kline

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> From "Moon Songs" by Federico Garcia Lorca Frederico Garcia Lorca, AJ Kline, Kevin Seaman 00:00:49 Read by A.J. Kline Read by A.J. Kline fragments, federico garcia lorca, catalan poetry, evening, spanish civil war, moon, poetry, moon songs, spanish false full 92 6 f5d05e39-3cc5-461b-ad19-f7445c8e98fa The God Called Poetry by Robert Graves Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

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]]> Thu, 8 Aug 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Robert Graves, Kevin Seaman, Christopher Kendrick) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The God Called Poetry by Robert Graves Robert Graves, Kevin Seaman, Christopher Kendrick 00:03:52 Read by Christopher Kendrick Read by Christopher Kendrick origin, the god called poetry, muse, 20th century, inspiration, robert graves, english poets, english poetry, power, myth, poetry, ode false full 91 6 38cdfedc-e846-4dcf-a3f7-d77b7e7753ba Bones and Shadows by John Philip Johnson Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> Mon, 5 Aug 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (John Philip Johnson, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Bones and Shadows by John Philip Johnson John Philip Johnson, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:02:22 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn creep, old radio, spooky, john philip johnson, the shadow, american poetry, seeing things, bones and shadow, poetry false full 90 6 8cb175ca-3c40-4694-a4a0-a5678c902fcf Three Songs at the End of Summer By Jane Kenyon Read by Juliet Prew

 

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]]> Thu, 1 Aug 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (jane kenyon, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Three Songs at the End of Summer By Jane Kenyon jane kenyon, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman 00:03:13 Read by Juliet Prew Read by Juliet Prew nostalgia, summer, memory, seasonal poetry, childhood, end of summer, time, american poetry, three songs of summer, poetry, jane kenyon false full 89 6 ee9b7b06-a4db-47ae-a80d-fd2ca34f52c2 Acquainted with the Night by Robert Frost Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> Mon, 29 Jul 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Robert Frost, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Acquainted with the Night by Robert Frost Robert Frost, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:01:36 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn journey, 20th century poetry, acquainted with the night, evening, age, robert frost, time, travel, insomnia, american poetry, poetry, moment false full 88 6 0f32ad6d-3379-4d84-9c4e-3cbaa4b054ff The Lonely Street by William Carlos Williams Read by Sara McBride

 

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]]> Thu, 25 Jul 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (william carlos williams, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Sara McBride

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Lonely Street by William Carlos Williams william carlos williams, Kevin Seaman 00:01:19 Read by Sara McBride Read by Sara McBride modern poetry, school, nostalgia, summer, 20th century, imagist, william carlos williams, childhood, the lonely street, american poetry, poetry false full 87 6 39031e79-cfeb-403e-8144-e84ffb8dee4e Eulogy to a Hell of a Dame by Charles Bukowski Read by Mike Leigh

 

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]]> Mon, 22 Jul 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Charles Bukowski, Mike Leigh, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Mike Leigh

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Eulogy to a Hell of a Dame by Charles Bukowski Charles Bukowski, Mike Leigh, Kevin Seaman 00:01:19 Read by Mike Leigh Read by Mike Leigh 20th century poetry, charles bukowski, jane cooney, memory, love, barfly, death, american modern poetry, eulogy to a hell of dame, poetry false full 86 6 9f6bf125-efad-45e4-93b0-5a5e21b6f37a The Golden Age by Bill Knott Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> Thu, 18 Jul 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Bill Knott, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Golden Age by Bill Knott Bill Knott, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman 00:01:38 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn reflection, thomas lux, the golden age, i am flying into myself, time, death, american poetry, confession, bill knott, poetry, surrealism false full 85 6 6689fc14-e244-442f-8947-a98c76027373 The Lonedale Operator by John Ashbery Read by John Ashbery

 

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]]> Mon, 15 Jul 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Kevin Seaman, john ashbery) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by John Ashbery

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Lonedale Operator by John Ashbery Kevin Seaman, john ashbery 00:04:30 Read by John Ashbery Read by John Ashbery reflection, prose poem, nostalgia, the lonedale operator, memory, new york school, childhood, american poetry, john ashbery, movies, cinema, poetry false full 84 6 77c4b80c-41f9-4868-941e-f882745fc892 Ave Maria by Frank O'Hara Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> Thu, 11 Jul 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Frank O'Hara, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Ave Maria by Frank O'Hara Frank O'Hara, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:02:24 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn summer, memory, new york school, ave maria, childhood, american poetry, movies, frank ohara, cinema, poetry, growing up false full 83 6 22519996-5328-46e9-a7de-2e486cefdc34 The Life With A Hole In It by Philip Larkin Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

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]]> Mon, 8 Jul 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Kevin Seaman, Christopher Kendrick, philip larkin) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Life With A Hole In It by Philip Larkin Kevin Seaman, Christopher Kendrick, philip larkin 00:02:02 Read by Christopher Kendrick Read by Christopher Kendrick frustration, the life with a hole in it, 20th century, misanthropic, misery, english poetry, scoundrel, poetry, self hatred, toxic masculinity, philip larkin, giving up false full 82 6 0ae9ccf9-cbf3-4864-b525-c184ff1a39d2 Everything's a Fake by Fanny Howe Read by Juliet Prew

 

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]]> Thu, 4 Jul 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (fanny howe, Kevin Seaman, juliet prew) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Everything's a Fake by Fanny Howe fanny howe, Kevin Seaman, juliet prew 00:02:52 Read by Juliet Prew Read by Juliet Prew everything's fake, fragility, dreams, imagist, dissapointment, fanny howe, american poetry, loss, everything's a fake, cinema, poetry, hollywood false full 81 6 cda1ce71-d61b-46e4-a255-92dc53656cd2 Repose of Rivers by Hart Crane Read by John Lescault

 

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]]> Mon, 1 Jul 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (John Lescault, Hart Crane, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by John Lescault

 

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]]> Repose of Rivers by Hart Crane John Lescault, Hart Crane, Kevin Seaman 00:02:01 Read by John Lescault Read by John Lescault reflection, past, nostalgia, repose of rivers, nature, hart crane, 20th century, time, american poetry, poetry false full 80 6 1ad17b2f-97ca-4e52-b54c-c06d4c3a6c2b A Throw of the Dice Never Will Abolish Chance by Stéphane Mallarmé Read by Terry Casburn - English
Read by Denis Lavant - French

 

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]]> Thu, 27 Jun 2024 17:37:34 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (denis lavant, Stéphane Mallarmé, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn - English
Read by Denis Lavant - French

 

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]]> A Throw of the Dice Never Will Abolish Chance by Stéphane Mallarmé denis lavant, Stéphane Mallarmé, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:22:25 Read by Terry Casburn - English Read by Denis Lavant - French Read by Terry Casburn - English Read by Denis Lavant - French stéphane mallarmé, free verse, free will, a throw of the dice never will abolish chance, fate, 19th century poetry, concrete poetry, french poetry, french symbolism, poetry, unknown false full 79 6 1bd707b9-e32c-4794-982f-1f8863e1ba8b Two Poems by Arthur Rimbaud "A Dream for Winter"
read by Peter C Wood - English
read by Alexandre Khazal - French
"My Bohemia"
read by
Marc Cashman in English
Claire Trevien in French

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 24 Jun 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (arthur rimbaud, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com "A Dream for Winter"
read by Peter C Wood - English
read by Alexandre Khazal - French
"My Bohemia"
read by
Marc Cashman in English
Claire Trevien in French

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Two Poems by Arthur Rimbaud arthur rimbaud, Kevin Seaman 00:04:03 "A Dream for Winter" read by Peter C Wood - English read by Alexandre Khazal - French "My Bohemia" read by Marc Cashman in English Claire Trevien in French "A Dream for Winter" read by Peter C Wood - English read by Alexandre Khazal - French "My Bohemia" read by Marc Cashman in English Claire Trevien in French bob dylan, verlaine, patti smith, beatnik, love, arthur rimbaud, desire, a dream for winter, bohemian, french poetry, longing, poetry, my bohemia false full 78 6 be1f5405-f057-4b47-9582-e6789949d4f8 Evening Harmony by Charles Baudelaire Read by Shakira Searle-English
Read by Eva Le Gallienne-French

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 20 Jun 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Eva Le Gallienne, Shakira Searle, Kevin Seaman, charles baudelaire) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Shakira Searle-English
Read by Eva Le Gallienne-French

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Evening Harmony by Charles Baudelaire Eva Le Gallienne, Shakira Searle, Kevin Seaman, charles baudelaire 00:03:21 Read by Shakira Searle-English Read by Eva Le Gallienne-French Read by Shakira Searle-English Read by Eva Le Gallienne-French somber, dusk, charles baudelaire, evening, nature, evening harmony, peace, 19th century poetry, solace, poetry, french false full 77 6 7cd51eeb-d8ed-434c-b399-1e3ddbe86b21 Autumn Song by Charles Baudelaire Read by Terry Casburn - English
Red bt Collette Anderson - French

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 17 Jun 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (charles baudelaire, collette anderson, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn - English
Red bt Collette Anderson - French

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Autumn Song by Charles Baudelaire charles baudelaire, collette anderson, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:05:58 Read by Terry Casburn - English Red bt Collette Anderson - French Read by Terry Casburn - English Red bt Collette Anderson - French mistakes, amends, morality, charles baudelaire, regret, love, 19th century poetry, death, poet, french poetry, longing, poetry, song of autumn false full 76 6 4a778da3-d745-4fdb-9791-8c44c1f11261 Innocents We by Paul Verlaine Read by Matthew Sykes-English
Read by Emily A.I.-French

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Fri, 14 Jun 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (paul verlaine, Kevin Seaman, Matthew Sykes) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Matthew Sykes-English
Read by Emily A.I.-French

 

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]]> Innocents We by Paul Verlaine paul verlaine, Kevin Seaman, Matthew Sykes 00:02:56 Read by Matthew Sykes-English Read by Emily A.I.-French Read by Matthew Sykes-English Read by Emily A.I.-French lust, youth, paul verlaine, 19th century poetry, desire, french poetry, innocents we, poetry, foolish youth, flirtation false full 75 6 25e9adac-ec3f-460a-8fc0-5a651f7d89e4 In Muted Tone by Paul Verlaine Read by Terry Casburn - English
Read by Collette Anderson- French

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 10 Jun 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (paul verlaine, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman, collette anderson) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn - English
Read by Collette Anderson- French

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> In Muted Tone by Paul Verlaine paul verlaine, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman, collette anderson 00:02:49 Read by Terry Casburn - English Read by Collette Anderson- French Read by Terry Casburn - English Read by Collette Anderson- French symbolist, growing old, paul verlaine, love, 19th century poetry, desire, french poetry, in muted tone, poetry, partner false full 74 6 9c1c54b7-375f-4683-9e72-9d63acfc969f The Bridge by Victor Hugo Read by Christopher Kendrick-English
Read by Pierre-François Kettler-French

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 6 Jun 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Christopher Kendrick, victor hugo, Pierre-François Kettler, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Christopher Kendrick-English
Read by Pierre-François Kettler-French

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Bridge by Victor Hugo Christopher Kendrick, victor hugo, Pierre-François Kettler, Kevin Seaman 00:04:40 Read by Christopher Kendrick-English Read by Pierre-François Kettler-French Read by Christopher Kendrick-English Read by Pierre-François Kettler-French victor hugo, prayer, religion, dreams, 19th century poetry, death, destiny, faith, french poetry, the bridge, poetry false full 73 6 7672d3c1-362a-416c-a8bf-cdba02bebceb Tomorrow, when the meadows grow…by Victor Hugo Read by Juliet Prew - English
Read by Pierre-François Kettler - French

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 3 Jun 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (pf kettler, victor hugo, Pierre-François Kettler, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew - English
Read by Pierre-François Kettler - French

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Tomorrow, when the meadows grow…by Victor Hugo pf kettler, victor hugo, Pierre-François Kettler, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman 00:03:08 Read by Juliet Prew - English Read by Pierre-François Kettler - French Read by Juliet Prew - English Read by Pierre-François Kettler - French at the time when the countryside whitens…by victor hugo, at dawn, victor hugo, contemplations, tomorrow, solitude, musings, 19th century poetry, french poetry false full 72 6 d09071d8-905b-4c55-b193-a5b4ee045b0f Summer Knowledge by Delmore Schwartz Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 30 May 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (delmore schwartz, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Summer Knowledge by Delmore Schwartz delmore schwartz, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman 00:06:19 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn reflection, jewish, wisdom, stream of consciousness, birth, lou reed, summer, imagist, seasons, velvet underground, delmore schwartz, time, death, summer knowledge, american poetry, poetry false full 71 6 fdf08b24-3c1e-4756-a535-d027c913e9bb The Starry Night by Anne Sexton Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 27 May 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (juliet prew, anne sexton, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Starry Night by Anne Sexton juliet prew, anne sexton, Kevin Seaman 00:01:56 Read by Juliet Prew Read by Juliet Prew endings, dreams, mortality, vincent van gogh, the starry night, anne sexton, death, american poetry, confessional poetry, paintings, poetry, moment false full 70 6 f77b8b7a-66f6-42b1-afa6-ff4943d1ce5d The Almanac of Time by Dylan Thomas Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 23 May 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Dylan Thomas, Christopher Kendrick, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Almanac of Time by Dylan Thomas Dylan Thomas, Christopher Kendrick, Kevin Seaman 00:01:40 Read by Christopher Kendrick Read by Christopher Kendrick birth, welsh poetry, life, the universe, time, death, english poetry, the almanac of time, poetry, dylan thomas false full 69 6 6b493111-d54a-4f45-86ab-725563410a8c Lorca Variation 34 A Book of Hours by Jerome Rothenberg Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 20 May 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Terry Casburn, Jerome Rothenberg, kevin seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> Lorca Variation 34 A Book of Hours by Jerome Rothenberg Terry Casburn, Jerome Rothenberg, kevin seaman 00:03:11 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn variation, memory, lorca, imagist, tonal, time, american poetry, jerome rothenberg, lorca variation 34 a book of hours, poetry false full 68 6 a9aa51ae-da06-4530-9409-00a2eab85792 The Case for Memory by Jerome Rothenberg Read by Jerome Rothenberg

 

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]]> Thu, 16 May 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Jerome Rothenberg, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Jerome Rothenberg

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Case for Memory by Jerome Rothenberg Jerome Rothenberg, Kevin Seaman 00:00:59 Read by Jerome Rothenberg Read by Jerome Rothenberg reflection, modern poetry, time, notalgia, american poetry, daydreams, jerome rothenberg, seedings, poetry, the case for memory false full 67 6 5dc9bdeb-48e1-4549-873c-724019e700a9 Enchanted Beach with Three Fluid Graces by Abdulkareem AbdulKareem Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 13 May 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (ABDULKAREEM ABDULKAREEM, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Enchanted Beach with Three Fluid Graces by Abdulkareem AbdulKareem ABDULKAREEM ABDULKAREEM, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman 00:02:25 Read by Juliet Prew Read by Juliet Prew enchanted beach with three fluid graces, salavador dali, 20th century, abdulkareem abdulkareem, dali, spain, painting, 20th century art, poetry, surrealism false full 66 6 8ae1154a-dcc2-4550-a844-8859d6b1ed30 Nights When I Drove by Michael Ondaatje Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 9 May 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Michael Ondaatje, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Nights When I Drove by Michael Ondaatje Michael Ondaatje, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman 00:00:55 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn reflection, indian poetry, memory, the english patient, love, time, nights when i drove, poetry, michael ondaatje false full 65 6 6d8876e8-8057-4b02-ae94-13cdaf679f0d White Nights by Paul Auster Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 6 May 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Paul Auster, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> White Nights by Paul Auster Paul Auster, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman 00:01:28 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn winter, nostalgia, white nights, paul auster, time, american poetry, smoke, poetry false full 64 6 0c33b867-022c-459d-8a05-75fb955ff6af [since feeling is first] by E.E. Cummings Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 2 May 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (ee cummings, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> [since feeling is first] by E.E. Cummings ee cummings, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:01:07 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn spring, ee cummings, emotion, since feeling is first, 20th century, imagist, american poetry, american modern poetry, feeling, poetry false full 63 6 62d2d359-a230-494e-aa8c-2816329171a9 The Paradiso, Canto Thirty Three by Dante Alighieri Read by Terry Casburn (English)
Read by Collette Anderson (Italian)

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 29 Apr 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (collette anderson, Dante Alighieri, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn (English)
Read by Collette Anderson (Italian)

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Paradiso, Canto Thirty Three by Dante Alighieri collette anderson, Dante Alighieri, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:21:44 Read by Terry Casburn (English) Read by Collette Anderson (Italian) Read by Terry Casburn (English) Read by Collette Anderson (Italian) the paradiso, the divine comedy, canto thirty three, the end, italian poetry, dante alighieri, the universe, ascension, italian, canto 33, beatrice, letting go, renaissance, heaven, 13th century false full 62 6 2d393954-b515-406f-9086-db69e311cc98 The Paradiso, Canto Thirty One by Dante Alighieri Read by Dave Luukkonen (English)
Read by Lino Pertile (Italian)

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 25 Apr 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Lino Pertile, Dante Alighieri, Kevin Seaman, Dave Luukkonen) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Dave Luukkonen (English)
Read by Lino Pertile (Italian)

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Paradiso, Canto Thirty One by Dante Alighieri Lino Pertile, Dante Alighieri, Kevin Seaman, Dave Luukkonen 00:19:04 Read by Dave Luukkonen (English) Read by Lino Pertile (Italian) Read by Dave Luukkonen (English) Read by Lino Pertile (Italian) reflection, the divine comedy, jesus, italian poetry, dante alighieri, universe, paradiso, acension, beatrice, letting go, heaven, poetry, canto 31, time and space false full 61 6 3cb1c4b1-35d3-4098-a3a5-e3cd787271e6 The Paradiso, Canto Twenty Three by Dante Alighieri Read by Juliet Prew (English)
Read by Lino Pertile (Italian)

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 22 Apr 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Kevin Seaman, Lino Pertile, juliet prew, Dante Alighieri) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew (English)
Read by Lino Pertile (Italian)

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Paradiso, Canto Twenty Three by Dante Alighieri Kevin Seaman, Lino Pertile, juliet prew, Dante Alighieri 00:18:19 Read by Juliet Prew (English) Read by Lino Pertile (Italian) Read by Juliet Prew (English) Read by Lino Pertile (Italian) the paradiso, christianity, the divine comedy, canto twenty 23, italian poetry, dante alighieri, florentine, letting go, heaven, poetry, 23 false full 60 6 79910eec-c7dc-47be-828a-dfd1ef0eb803 The Purgatorio, Canto Thirty One by Dante Alighieri Read by Terry Casburn (English)
Read by Lino Pertile (Italian)

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 18 Apr 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman, Lino Pertile, Dante Alighieri) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn (English)
Read by Lino Pertile (Italian)

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Purgatorio, Canto Thirty One by Dante Alighieri Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman, Lino Pertile, Dante Alighieri 00:18:43 Read by Terry Casburn (English) Read by Lino Pertile (Italian) Read by Terry Casburn (English) Read by Lino Pertile (Italian) the divine comedy, forgiveness, redemption, italian poetry, dante alighieri, paradise, love, ascension, heartache, moving on, the purgatorio, beatrice, poetry, 13th century, canto 31 false full 59 6 a403f399-a960-496b-8476-97a39978b38f The Purgatorio, Canto Thirty by Dante Alighieri Read by Juliet Prew (English)
Read by Lino Pertile (Italian)

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 15 Apr 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Dante Alighieri, Kevin Seaman, juliet prew, Lino Pertile) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew (English)
Read by Lino Pertile (Italian)

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Purgatorio, Canto Thirty by Dante Alighieri Dante Alighieri, Kevin Seaman, juliet prew, Lino Pertile 00:19:05 Read by Juliet Prew (English) Read by Lino Pertile (Italian) Read by Juliet Prew (English) Read by Lino Pertile (Italian) the divine comedy, lost love, italian poetry, virgil, moving on, true love, purgatorio, beatrice, letting go, heartbreak, poetry, 13th century, canto 30 false full 58 6 887445c6-456a-48ed-b65a-666b2f651593 The Purgatorio, Canto Ten by Dante Alighieri Read by Matthew Sykes (English)
Read by Lino Pertile (Italian)

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 11 Apr 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Lino Pertile, Matthew Sykes, Dante Alighieri, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Matthew Sykes (English)
Read by Lino Pertile (Italian)

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Purgatorio, Canto Ten by Dante Alighieri Lino Pertile, Matthew Sykes, Dante Alighieri, Kevin Seaman 00:18:18 Read by Matthew Sykes (English) Read by Lino Pertile (Italian) Read by Matthew Sykes (English) Read by Lino Pertile (Italian) canto 10, italian poetry, mary, dante alighieri, florentine, limbo, the purgatorio, beatrice, dante, 13th century, catholicism false full 57 6 92d249b7-dfea-4f74-be05-a70ae14cb622 The Inferno, Canto Twenty Six by Dante Alighieri Read by Christopher Kendrick (English)
Read by Francesco Bausi (Italian)

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 8 Apr 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (francesco Bausi, Kevin Seaman, Christopher Kendrick, Dante Alighieri) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Christopher Kendrick (English)
Read by Francesco Bausi (Italian)

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Inferno, Canto Twenty Six by Dante Alighieri francesco Bausi, Kevin Seaman, Christopher Kendrick, Dante Alighieri 00:17:43 Read by Christopher Kendrick (English) Read by Francesco Bausi (Italian) Read by Christopher Kendrick (English) Read by Francesco Bausi (Italian) sins, the divine comedy, the inferno, italian poetry, regret, dante alighieri, ulysses, homer’s odyssey, poetry, 13th century, hell false full 56 6 59d5365f-5ca8-4a18-b777-a61e4c0c5210 The Inferno, Canto Five by Dante Alighieri Read by Juliet Prew (English)

Read by Francesco Bausi (Italian)

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 4 Apr 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Kevin Seaman, Dante Alighieri, francesco Bausi, juliet prew) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew (English)

Read by Francesco Bausi (Italian)

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Inferno, Canto Five by Dante Alighieri Kevin Seaman, Dante Alighieri, francesco Bausi, juliet prew 00:19:20 Read by Juliet Prew (English) Read by Francesco Bausi (Italian) Read by Juliet Prew (English) Read by Francesco Bausi (Italian) the divine comedy, the inferno, lust, judgement, italian poetry, dante alighieri, love, francesca and paolo, true love, canto five, heartbreak, poetry, lovers false full 55 6 de171aca-f9f8-4db9-b1cf-3fc5e22bcce6 The Inferno, Canto One by Dante Alighieri Read by Terry Casburn (English)

Read by Francesco Bausi (Italian)

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 1 Apr 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Dante Alighieri, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn, francesco Bausi) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn (English)

Read by Francesco Bausi (Italian)

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Inferno, Canto One by Dante Alighieri Dante Alighieri, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn, francesco Bausi 00:16:02 Read by Terry Casburn (English) Read by Francesco Bausi (Italian) Read by Terry Casburn (English) Read by Francesco Bausi (Italian) journey, the divine comedy, the inferno, italian poetry, virgil, dante alighieri, canto one, heartbreak, poetry, 13th century, hell false full 54 6 51fb41a7-8f71-4170-85e7-9f07e7726a6e America by Allen Ginsberg Read by Marcus Ellsworth

 

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]]> Thu, 28 Mar 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (allen ginsberg, Kevin Seaman, marcus ellsworth) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Marcus Ellsworth

 

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]]> America by Allen Ginsberg allen ginsberg, Kevin Seaman, marcus ellsworth 00:08:16 Read by Marcus Ellsworth Read by Marcus Ellsworth reflection, satire, jack kerouac, allen ginsberg, howl, america, beat generation, end of empire, lgbtq, 1950s, american poetry, poetry true full 53 6 2b09e8de-b5c2-4d87-b364-fab585f186b4 Easter in Pittsburgh by James Laughlin Read by James Laughlin

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 25 Mar 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (james laughlin, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by James Laughlin

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Easter in Pittsburgh by James Laughlin james laughlin, Kevin Seaman 00:02:46 Read by James Laughlin Read by James Laughlin reflection, easter in pittsburgh, pittsburgh, holiday, nostalgia, memory, easter, steel mills, james laughlin, american modern poetry, poetry false full 52 6 4dc1fb50-f7e9-405c-89d8-e2bc07c4477a The Elevator Man Adheres to Form by Margaret Danner Read by Juliet Prew

 

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]]> Thu, 21 Mar 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (margaret danner, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Elevator Man Adheres to Form by Margaret Danner margaret danner, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman 00:02:17 Read by Juliet Prew Read by Juliet Prew african american poetry, past, the elevator man adheres to form, nostalgia, civil rights, margaret danner, american poetry, newberry library, poetry false full 51 6 f83371c2-fa41-4db9-a660-9cd50a324069 And Ut Pictura Poesis Is Her Name by John Ashbery Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 18 Mar 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn, john ashbery) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> And Ut Pictura Poesis Is Her Name by John Ashbery Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn, john ashbery 00:02:39 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn and ut pictura poesis is her name, new york school, 500th episode, dreaming, creativity, gestalt, john ashbery, painting, poetry, all the things false full 50 6 151b96b9-e9b4-4065-b900-2bec2f7bf6f4 Sometimes, When the Light by Lisel Mueller Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 14 Mar 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (juliet prew, Kevin Seaman, lisel mueller) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

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]]> Sometimes, When the Light by Lisel Mueller juliet prew, Kevin Seaman, lisel mueller 00:01:12 Read by Juliet Prew Read by Juliet Prew lisel mueller, german poets, imagination, sometimes when the light, death, american poetry, mystery, poetry false full 49 6 d5086bad-d3a2-4aef-8110-5ffe95cfee0c Rain Light by W.S. Merwin Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> Mon, 11 Mar 2024 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (ws merwin, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Rain Light by W.S. Merwin ws merwin, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:01:08 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn rain light, last moments, time, death, ws merwin, poetry, reflectiion false full 48 6 b8f32845-a8af-4b92-9301-7dae0c8192e8 Coming by Philip Larkin Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

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]]> Thu, 7 Mar 2024 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Christopher Kendrick, philip larkin, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

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]]> Coming by Philip Larkin Christopher Kendrick, philip larkin, Kevin Seaman 00:00:57 Read by Christopher Kendrick Read by Christopher Kendrick coming, nostalgia, nature, childhood, thrush, english poetry, poetry, philip larkin false full 47 6 d2ae515f-5dc1-4d48-a414-0ec4337a2fb2 The More Loving One By W.H. Auden Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> Mon, 4 Mar 2024 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (WH AUDEN, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The More Loving One By W.H. Auden WH AUDEN, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:01:26 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn reflection, the more loving one, english poetry, poetry, wh auden, hope false full 46 6 0e7288cc-2010-4f31-b8de-516d4750cec6 Sonnet 17 by William Shakespeare Read by Juliet Prew

 

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]]> Thu, 29 Feb 2024 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (juliet prew, Kevin Seaman, william shakespeare) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

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]]> Sonnet 17 by William Shakespeare juliet prew, Kevin Seaman, william shakespeare 00:01:18 Read by Juliet Prew Read by Juliet Prew william shakespeare, lies, sonnet 17, regret, shakespeare, delusion, sonnets, elizabethan, deception, narcissism, poetry false full 45 6 e334f036-e415-47b7-90eb-e247c0d40c21 Sonnet 65 by William Shakespeare Read by Dave Luukkonen

 

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]]> Mon, 26 Feb 2024 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Dave Luukkonen, william shakespeare, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Dave Luukkonen

 

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]]> Sonnet 65 by William Shakespeare Dave Luukkonen, william shakespeare, Kevin Seaman 00:01:44 Read by Dave Luukkonen Read by Dave Luukkonen william shakespeare, impression, resilience, time, sonnets, elizabethan, loss, poetry, survival, nostalga, sonnet 65 false full 44 6 777d07f6-9572-460d-aca8-f3583d807f8a Sonnet 30 by William Shakespeare Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 22 Feb 2024 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (william shakespeare, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Sonnet 30 by William Shakespeare william shakespeare, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman 00:01:26 Read by Juliet Prew Read by Juliet Prew sonnet 30, william shakespeare, frienship, rememberance, sonnets, elizabethan, english poetry, loss, letting go, poetry, melancholy, forgetting false full 43 6 1f01f33f-6db9-438b-8844-6ccd3d41dcda Sonnet 107 by William Shakespeare Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

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]]> Mon, 19 Feb 2024 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Kevin Seaman, Christopher Kendrick, william shakespeare) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Sonnet 107 by William Shakespeare Kevin Seaman, Christopher Kendrick, william shakespeare 00:01:42 Read by Christopher Kendrick Read by Christopher Kendrick william shakespeare, anticipation, english poems, dread, sonnets, elizabethan, fear, poetry, sonnet 107, unknown false full 42 6 e54f9d7d-00b8-4777-a1e7-e5fa2c27b656 Sonnet 59 by William Shakespeare Read by Matthew Sykes

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 15 Feb 2024 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (matthew sykes, william shakespeare, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Matthew Sykes

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Sonnet 59 by William Shakespeare matthew sykes, william shakespeare, Kevin Seaman 00:01:11 Read by Matthew Sykes Read by Matthew Sykes reflection, william shakespeare, sonnet 59, looking back, shakespeare, time, sonnets, elizabethan, english poetry, renaissance, poetry false full 41 6 bb24fb00-fbaa-4686-91db-4ed3b02cbd85 Sonnet 129 by William Shakespeare Read by Marcus Kirwan

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 12 Feb 2024 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (william shakespeare, Kevin Seaman, Marcus Kirwan) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Marcus Kirwan

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Sonnet 129 by William Shakespeare william shakespeare, Kevin Seaman, Marcus Kirwan 00:01:26 Read by Marcus Kirwan Read by Marcus Kirwan william shakespeare, lust, words in the air, shakespeare, vanity, desire, english poetry, shakespeare sonnets, madness, lovesick, poetry, sonnet, sonnet 129 false full 40 6 99bbb7a4-285c-4d8d-bab4-1a53f11a3a98 Sonnet 144 by William Shakespeare Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 8 Feb 2024 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman, william shakespeare) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Sonnet 144 by William Shakespeare Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman, william shakespeare 00:01:23 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn william shakespeare, sonnet 144, relationships, purity, black and white, sonnets, duality, battle of the sexes, temptation, english poetry, poetry false full 39 6 ad1d037d-739d-4fd5-a21f-9cf1a3751e7b Sonnet 20 by William Shakespeare Read by Juliet Prew

 

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]]> Mon, 5 Feb 2024 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (william shakespeare, Kevin Seaman, juliet prew) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Sonnet 20 by William Shakespeare william shakespeare, Kevin Seaman, juliet prew 00:01:35 Read by Juliet Prew Read by Juliet Prew william shakespeare, aging, youth, shakespeare, vanity, sonnets, desire, english poetry, poetry, sonnet 20 false full 38 6 443a387c-3fc3-4c95-8767-4ec44e7ba52d Sonnet 29 by William Shakespeare Read by Marcus Kirwan

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 1 Feb 2024 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (william shakespeare, Marcus Kirwan, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Marcus Kirwan

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Sonnet 29 by William Shakespeare william shakespeare, Marcus Kirwan, Kevin Seaman 00:01:21 Read by Marcus Kirwan Read by Marcus Kirwan william shakespeare, mistakes, lost love, regret, shakespeare, age, sorrow, sonnet 29, english poetry, shakespeare sonnets, poetry false full 37 6 32435612-9767-4c68-befd-caad0c4fef33 Queen Anne's Lace by William Carlos Williams Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 29 Jan 2024 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (william carlos williams, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Queen Anne's Lace by William Carlos Williams william carlos williams, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman 00:01:43 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn beauty, feminine, beat generation, beat poetry, flower, american poetry, queen anne's lace, poetry, williams carlos williams false full 36 6 da1d8077-35f3-4282-910c-c6d94c3c8b42 A Song of a Young Lady to Her Ancient Lover by John Wilmont Earl of Rochester Read by Matthew Sykes

 

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]]> Thu, 25 Jan 2024 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (John Wilmont Earl of Rochester, Kevin Seaman, Matthew Sykes) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Matthew Sykes

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> A Song of a Young Lady to Her Ancient Lover by John Wilmont Earl of Rochester John Wilmont Earl of Rochester, Kevin Seaman, Matthew Sykes 00:01:38 Read by Matthew Sykes Read by Matthew Sykes reflection, a song of a young lady to her ancient lover, youth, love, age, time, john wilmont earl of rochester, vanity, english poetry, poetry false full 35 6 0590f604-8993-4ad5-8089-4339f31be6df My Story in a Late Style of Fire by Larry Levis Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 22 Jan 2024 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (larry levis, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> My Story in a Late Style of Fire by Larry Levis larry levis, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:07:16 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn reflection, relationships, my story in a late style of fire, nostalgia, larry levis, american poetry, forgotten, regrets, marriage, poetry false full 34 6 3c32f329-79be-46e0-8715-91334cf95083 Men Loved Wholly Beyond Wisdom by Louise Bogan Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 18 Jan 2024 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Kevin Seaman, louise bogan, juliet prew) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Men Loved Wholly Beyond Wisdom by Louise Bogan Kevin Seaman, louise bogan, juliet prew 00:01:08 Read by Juliet Prew Read by Juliet Prew relationships, men, love, delusion, men loved wholly beyond wisdom, american modern poetry, louise bogin, poetry false full 33 6 1701704c-0213-4109-986e-90d72490512b Back Soon; Driving—by Carl Phillips Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 15 Jan 2024 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (carl phillips, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Back Soon; Driving—by Carl Phillips carl phillips, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman 00:01:50 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn african american poetry, reflection, movement, winter, back soon driving, regret, seasons, time, american poetry, poetry, moment, carl phillips false full 32 6 18d562cf-de87-4be7-b861-92730200badb Winter Song by Wilfred Owen Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 11 Jan 2024 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Wilfred Owen, Christopher Kendrick, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Winter Song by Wilfred Owen Wilfred Owen, Christopher Kendrick, Kevin Seaman 00:01:14 Read by Christopher Kendrick Read by Christopher Kendrick reflection, season, winter, world war one, winter song, time, english poetry, wilfred owen, poetry, war false full 31 6 57fece8c-32d1-41e2-ac75-22bd6a6e2128 Winter Morning by James Crews Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 8 Jan 2024 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (James Crews, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Winter Morning by James Crews James Crews, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:02:02 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn reflection, winter, gratefulness, nostalgia, winter morning, seasonal poetry, american poetry, poetry, moment, james crews false full 30 6 396e1b02-805d-48e5-b1c1-a3fda4cdb042 Touch Gallery: Joan of Arc by Mary Szybist Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 4 Jan 2024 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Mary Szybist, Kevin Seaman, juliet prew) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Touch Gallery: Joan of Arc by Mary Szybist Mary Szybist, Kevin Seaman, juliet prew 00:02:53 Read by Juliet Prew Read by Juliet Prew touch gallery: joan of arc, joan of arc, sculpture, art, idols, relics, museums, immersive, ghosts, american modern poetry, mary szybist, poetry false full 29 6 773a6402-3ddf-4dc9-9a9d-842968e8e28c The Prediction by Mark Strand Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 1 Jan 2024 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (mark strand, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Prediction by Mark Strand mark strand, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman 00:01:25 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn the end, mortality, death, the prediction, mark strand, american poetry, new years, poetry, unknown false full 28 6 584d8549-9ed2-4ccb-bdbd-852ae855360f Two Poems by Ursula K. Le Guin Read by Juliet Prew

Poems "Leaves" and "Six Quatrains"

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 28 Dec 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Ursula K. Le Guin, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

Poems "Leaves" and "Six Quatrains"

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Two Poems by Ursula K. Le Guin Ursula K. Le Guin, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman 00:03:13 Read by Juliet Prew Read by Juliet Prew fragments, ursula k. le guin, science fiction, memory, nature, seasons, quatrains, time, american poetry, six quatrains, poetry, leaves false full 27 6 0709b9d7-2582-48dc-b270-db7c613bbe79 The Pipe by Stéphane Mallarmé Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 25 Dec 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Stéphane Mallarmé, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Pipe by Stéphane Mallarmé Stéphane Mallarmé, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:03:44 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn france, stéphane mallarmé, baudelaire, nostalgia, memory, the pipe, 19th century poetry, french poetry, poetry false full 26 6 02885cd1-e3bc-4936-ad81-4bcf1aa05f5d The Winter Palace by Philip Larkin Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 21 Dec 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Christopher Kendrick, Kevin Seaman, philip larkin) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Winter Palace by Philip Larkin Christopher Kendrick, Kevin Seaman, philip larkin 00:01:21 Read by Christopher Kendrick Read by Christopher Kendrick 20th century poetry, memory, nature, hull, english poetry, loss, the winter palace, poetry, philip larkin, forgetting false full 25 6 36370c2f-b1db-441e-83fb-9e64c09e11c0 Two Poems by A.E. Housman Read by Terry Casburn

Poems included are: "When I was One-And-Twenty" & "A Shropshire Lad, XL"

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 18 Dec 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (ae housman, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

Poems included are: "When I was One-And-Twenty" & "A Shropshire Lad, XL"

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Two Poems by A.E. Housman ae housman, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:02:08 Read By Terry Casburn Read By Terry Casburn reflection, youth, one i was one and twenty, age, time, death, into my heart an air that kills, ae housman, english poetry, poetry, a shropshire lad false full 24 6 8cc827ca-3b7f-477f-beac-7fb5f1358ae2 Winter Trees and Blizzard By William Carlos WIlliams Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 14 Dec 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (william carlos williams, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Winter Trees and Blizzard By William Carlos WIlliams william carlos williams, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:01:51 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn winter, blizzard, nature, imagist, beat generation, william carlos williams, impressionistic, american poetry, poetry false full 23 6 c2956e14-0723-4c50-9e95-d2566efa69b6 The Second Coming by William Butler Yates Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 11 Dec 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (W.B. Yates, Christopher Kendrick, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Second Coming by William Butler Yates W.B. Yates, Christopher Kendrick, Kevin Seaman 00:02:24 Read by Christopher Kendrick Read by Christopher Kendrick wb yates, lyrical poetry, biblical, the second coming, 20th century, words in the air, 500th episode, armageddon, end of the world, irish poetry, poetry, catholicism false full 22 6 4b8f35d1-0fec-49be-a93c-0b111a56cdee A Rainy Night in Soho by Shane MacGowan Read by Marcus Kirwan

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 7 Dec 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Shane MacGowan, Marcus Kirwan, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Marcus Kirwan

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> A Rainy Night in Soho by Shane MacGowan Shane MacGowan, Marcus Kirwan, Kevin Seaman 00:02:23 Read by Marcus Kirwan Read by Marcus Kirwan in honor, in memory, hopeless romance, memory, words in the air, the pogues, rainy night in soho, vagabond, irish, irish poetry, poetry, shane macgowan false full 21 6 9f1c2db2-cf0f-4dd5-8a74-be0f953fe5fc The Great American Poem by Billy Collins Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 4 Dec 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Terry Casburn, billy collins, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Great American Poem by Billy Collins Terry Casburn, billy collins, Kevin Seaman 00:02:40 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn imagination, billy collins, amusing, american poetry, reading, humor, the great american poem, poetry false full 20 6 992f782d-2c12-49a4-b157-667bfdcc2f11 White Eyes by Mary Oliver Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 30 Nov 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (mary oliver, Kevin Seaman, juliet prew) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> White Eyes by Mary Oliver mary oliver, Kevin Seaman, juliet prew 00:01:34 Read by Juliet Prew Read by Juliet Prew nature poetry, winter, birds, mary oliver, winter poem, american poetry, white eyes, poetry false full 19 6 035d32cf-845a-47fd-8ad7-c942d00c99c1 Night is a Cistern by Adam Zagajewski Read by Marcus Kirwan

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 27 Nov 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Adam Zagajewski, Marcus Kirwan, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Marcus Kirwan

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Night is a Cistern by Adam Zagajewski Adam Zagajewski, Marcus Kirwan, Kevin Seaman 00:01:11 Read by Marcus Kirwan Read by Marcus Kirwan night is a cistern, generation of 68, past, polish poetry, refugee, polish new wave, poland, adam zagajewski, poetry, struggle false full 18 6 484f526e-5d54-4d8d-b167-d1f40ada508d Thanks by W.S. Merwin Read by Terry Casburn

'Thanks' by W. S. Merwin, explores expressions of gratitude in various challenging circumstances including aftermaths of hospitals, funerals, muggings, wars and amidst the ongoing environmental degradation. Even in the face of adversity and indifference, the recurring theme is a resilient and constant expression of thankfulness.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 23 Nov 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (ws merwin, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

'Thanks' by W. S. Merwin, explores expressions of gratitude in various challenging circumstances including aftermaths of hospitals, funerals, muggings, wars and amidst the ongoing environmental degradation. Even in the face of adversity and indifference, the recurring theme is a resilient and constant expression of thankfulness.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thanks by W.S. Merwin ws merwin, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:02:17 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn reflection, satire, thanks, thanksgiving, life, 20th century, ws merwin, american poetry, poetry, thankfulness, grateful false full 17 6 dd46a050-3494-49fe-bf1d-ba90f2a24d97 Beeches by David St. John Read by Terry Casburn

In 'Beaches,' David St. John takes listeners on a meditative walk through a forest providing rich, atmospheric imagery of the beech trees and their environment. Throughout the journey, he contemplates the nature of peace, nostalgia, loss, and gratitude. The forest becomes symbolic, serving as the Sanctuary of Ghosts, just as the rhythm of walking becomes a rhythm of transcendence.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 20 Nov 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (david st. john, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

In 'Beaches,' David St. John takes listeners on a meditative walk through a forest providing rich, atmospheric imagery of the beech trees and their environment. Throughout the journey, he contemplates the nature of peace, nostalgia, loss, and gratitude. The forest becomes symbolic, serving as the Sanctuary of Ghosts, just as the rhythm of walking becomes a rhythm of transcendence.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Beeches by David St. John david st. john, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:01:48 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn autumn, nature poetry, beeches, nostalgia, thanksgiving, memory, david st. john, fall, poetry, moment false full 16 6 9011a688-5f4a-4221-8c21-9fdef8156e6e Ocean of Earth by Guillaume Apollinaire Read by Marcus Kerwin

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 16 Nov 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (GUILLAUME APOLLINAIRE, Marcus Kirwan, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Marcus Kerwin

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Ocean of Earth by Guillaume Apollinaire GUILLAUME APOLLINAIRE, Marcus Kirwan, Kevin Seaman 00:01:29 Read by Marcus Kerwin Read by Marcus Kerwin ocean, surrealist, guillaume apollinaire, g. de chirico, french poetry, modern, forces of nature, poetry, surrealism, ocean of earth false full 15 6 9327802e-c82c-4535-85ea-8df0e6fbc27a Happiness by Raymond Carver Read by Terry Casburn

'Happiness' by Raymond Carver, depicts an early morning observation of two young boys delivering newspapers. Despite the early hour and their task at hand, their camaraderie and joy in their shared task radiates. The observer considers the honest, unadulterated happiness in childhood, a happiness that's unmarred by the complexities of adult emotions such as death, ambition or even love. This moment of simple beauty against the backdrop of an early morning leaves a lasting impact.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 13 Nov 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (raymond carver, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

'Happiness' by Raymond Carver, depicts an early morning observation of two young boys delivering newspapers. Despite the early hour and their task at hand, their camaraderie and joy in their shared task radiates. The observer considers the honest, unadulterated happiness in childhood, a happiness that's unmarred by the complexities of adult emotions such as death, ambition or even love. This moment of simple beauty against the backdrop of an early morning leaves a lasting impact.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Happiness by Raymond Carver raymond carver, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:01:53 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn childhood memory, happiness, nature poetry, memory, raymond carver, childhood, american poetry, innocence, poetry, moment, dawn false full 14 6 6212ce46-f856-4e2a-b4b7-4648bc6dc5da A Bird in Bishopswood by John Tickhill Read by Gary Muller

"A Bird in Bishopswood" is a short, 41-line poem written in Middle English alliterative verse in the late fourteenth century.
The poem was written in 1395 by English poet John Tickhill, who was a rent collector at St. Paul's Cathedral.

The poem is about a narrator who finds himself out of tune with the season of "the merry month of May". The narrator has spent Lent in melancholia and also shares their observations and interpretations of the bird's actions, the changing nature and how it makes them feel. Also, there is an expression of longing towards the bird, expressed through a desire to keep it caged until winter, a possible metaphor for wanting to hold onto the beauty and vitality of spring as long as possible.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 9 Nov 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (John Tickhill, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Gary Muller

"A Bird in Bishopswood" is a short, 41-line poem written in Middle English alliterative verse in the late fourteenth century.
The poem was written in 1395 by English poet John Tickhill, who was a rent collector at St. Paul's Cathedral.

The poem is about a narrator who finds himself out of tune with the season of "the merry month of May". The narrator has spent Lent in melancholia and also shares their observations and interpretations of the bird's actions, the changing nature and how it makes them feel. Also, there is an expression of longing towards the bird, expressed through a desire to keep it caged until winter, a possible metaphor for wanting to hold onto the beauty and vitality of spring as long as possible.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> A Bird in Bishopswood by John Tickhill John Tickhill, Kevin Seaman 00:03:22 Read by Gary Muller Read by Gary Muller alliterative poetry, the canterbury tales, john tickhill, middle ages, meter, nature, 14th century, a bird in bishopswood, english poetry, poetry, olde english, moment in time false full 13 6 ac381f97-aec9-4a71-b149-e7978def6de6 Bone-Flower Elegy by Robert Hayden Read by Terry Casburn

"Bone-Flower Elegy" by Robert Hayden

The poem describes a dream journey through different vast and intimidating locations, where erotic and violent scenes unfold on a stage. The speaker also encounters a haunting funeral chamber with a dancing naked corpse and comes upon groves of enormous, bone-like flowers in a desert, embodying both terrifying and tantalizing imagery. The poem concludes with a dichotomous creature, 'beast angel/angel beast', which embodies both violence and tranquility. According to the poem, the battle between what is right or what is wrong, between grotesque and beauty, may end on earth but it continues in death, it continues in the ideas of the living.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 6 Nov 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (robert hayden, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

"Bone-Flower Elegy" by Robert Hayden

The poem describes a dream journey through different vast and intimidating locations, where erotic and violent scenes unfold on a stage. The speaker also encounters a haunting funeral chamber with a dancing naked corpse and comes upon groves of enormous, bone-like flowers in a desert, embodying both terrifying and tantalizing imagery. The poem concludes with a dichotomous creature, 'beast angel/angel beast', which embodies both violence and tranquility. According to the poem, the battle between what is right or what is wrong, between grotesque and beauty, may end on earth but it continues in death, it continues in the ideas of the living.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Bone-Flower Elegy by Robert Hayden robert hayden, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman 00:01:55 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn african american poetry, dreams, homoerotic, death, bone flower elegy, desire, poetry, robert hayden, lament false full 12 6 fd56d633-1a17-4fa9-abac-692d7c09caa9 You Who Never Arrived by Rainer Maria Rilke Read by Marcus Kirwan

"You, Who Never Arrived" by Rainer Maria Rilke

A deeply moving and introspective recital of Rainier Maria Rilke's poem, 'You, who never arrived'. The poem is an agonizing address to a beloved who remains ever elusive, never physically present yet continuously palpable in the narrator's world. The loss and longing for this beloved is expressed through vivid imagery, from landscapes and cityscapes to fleeting encounters, resonating a longing and a sense of loss over a lover who was 'lost from the start'. A captivating exploration of unrequited love and longing expressed through beautiful poetic language.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 2 Nov 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Marcus Kirwan, Rainer Maria Rilke, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Marcus Kirwan

"You, Who Never Arrived" by Rainer Maria Rilke

A deeply moving and introspective recital of Rainier Maria Rilke's poem, 'You, who never arrived'. The poem is an agonizing address to a beloved who remains ever elusive, never physically present yet continuously palpable in the narrator's world. The loss and longing for this beloved is expressed through vivid imagery, from landscapes and cityscapes to fleeting encounters, resonating a longing and a sense of loss over a lover who was 'lost from the start'. A captivating exploration of unrequited love and longing expressed through beautiful poetic language.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> You Who Never Arrived by Rainer Maria Rilke Marcus Kirwan, Rainer Maria Rilke, Kevin Seaman 00:01:56 Read by Marcus Kirwan Read by Marcus Kirwan german, anguish, despair, rainer maria rilke, love poetry, heartache, loss, poetry, you who never arrived false full 11 6 188f57c9-3b5e-4c77-865f-45bca6622a77 For Annie by Edgar Allan Poe Read by Marcus Kirwan

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Tue, 31 Oct 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (marcus kirwan, Kevin Seaman, edgar allan poe) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Marcus Kirwan

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> For Annie by Edgar Allan Poe marcus kirwan, Kevin Seaman, edgar allan poe 00:04:29 Read by Marcus Kirwan Read by Marcus Kirwan haunted, lost love, 19th century, for annie, halloween, halloween poetry, death, edgar allan poe, spooky, desire, american poetry, longing, poetry false full 10 6 a57bc6e0-3cc4-4d20-81d5-dd16870a4956 Beyond the Last Lamp by Thomas Hardy Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 30 Oct 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (thomas hardy, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Beyond the Last Lamp by Thomas Hardy thomas hardy, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman 00:02:47 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn phantoms, love love, dead lovers, halloween, halloween poetry, thomas hardy, spooky, beyond the last lamp, ghosts, poetry, spirits false full 9 6 2615d9ab-644e-4202-bc5b-d810d1376b38 Tulips by Sylvia Plath Read by Juliet Prew

 

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Tulips by Sylvia Plath sylvia plath, Kevin Seaman, juliet prew 00:06:45 Read by Juliet Prew Read by Juliet Prew mental illness, tulips, halloween, death, confessional poetry, sick, poetry, illness, sylvia plath, spite false full 8 6 5701e626-7190-4cd1-9479-49b220156554 The Empty House by Walter de La Mare Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 23 Oct 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Kevin Seaman, walter de la mare, Christopher Kendrick) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Empty House by Walter de La Mare Kevin Seaman, walter de la mare, Christopher Kendrick 00:02:16 Read by Christopher Kendrick Read by Christopher Kendrick haunted house, the empty house, halloween, spooky, english poetry, ghosts, poetry, walter de la mare, spirits false full 7 6 63edb49d-0943-4154-a278-13185dc405e7 Return of the Ghost by Weldon Kees Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 19 Oct 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman, Weldon Kees) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Return of the Ghost by Weldon Kees Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman, Weldon Kees 00:02:07 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn haunted house, regret, spooky poems, abandoned, memory, lost, halloween, return of the ghost, ghosts, poetry, weldon keees false full 6 6 2f090e99-4c32-4945-8d58-8f7414730606 Dream-land by Edgar Allan Poe Read by Dave Luukkonen

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 16 Oct 2023 04:10:43 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (edgar allan poe, Kevin Seaman, Dave Luukkonen) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Dave Luukkonen

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Dream-land by Edgar Allan Poe edgar allan poe, Kevin Seaman, Dave Luukkonen 00:03:45 Read by Dave Luukkonen Read by Dave Luukkonen dreamland, subconscious, scary poetry, nightmares, slumber, halloween, edgar allan poe, american poetry, the raven, fear, poetry, sleep false full 5 6 610087ac-a60f-4c1d-a1d9-fa84703f5fed Windigo by Louise Erdrich Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> Thu, 12 Oct 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (louise erdrich, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Windigo by Louise Erdrich louise erdrich, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:03:23 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn native american, louise erdrich, chippewa, halloween, cannibals, american poetry, windigo, native american lore, poetry false full 4 6 03bed397-fbdb-4d0c-a1d1-e1b9e9050274 The Children of Stare by Walter de la Mare Read by Juliet Prew

 

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]]> Mon, 9 Oct 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (walter de la mare, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Children of Stare by Walter de la Mare walter de la mare, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman 00:02:43 Read by Juliet Prew Read by Juliet Prew haunted house, halloween, zombies, spooky, english poetry, ghosts, poetry, walter de la mare, orphans, the children of stare, the shining false full 3 6 d62ce660-334e-46b2-83b1-0d617bee0921 Lullaby by Carl Sandburg Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 5 Oct 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (carl sandburg, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Lullaby by Carl Sandburg carl sandburg, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:01:19 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn autumn, carl sandburg, nature, seasons, fall poetry, october, american poetry, fall, american poet, poetry, lullaby false full 2 6 299d55d3-1b22-40fc-af94-01daea38b8a5 Affirmation by Donald Hall Read by Stouweed I Innocent

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 2 Oct 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Stouweed I Innocent, Donald Hall, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Stouweed I Innocent

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Affirmation by Donald Hall Stouweed I Innocent, Donald Hall, Kevin Seaman 00:03:28 Read by Stouweed I Innocent Read by Stouweed I Innocent reflection, memory, words in the air, love, donald hall, heartache, time, american poetry, letting go, poetry, affirmation false full 1 6 8242a8f7-1110-4c7d-8aa9-ab020486bea7 An Arundel Tomb by Philip Larkin Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 28 Sep 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (philip larkin, Christopher Kendrick, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> An Arundel Tomb by Philip Larkin philip larkin, Christopher Kendrick, Kevin Seaman 00:03:10 Read by Christopher Kendrick Read by Christopher Kendrick knights, english history, middle ages, love poetry, crypt, love, death, english poetry, an arundel tomb, poetry, philip larkin, king arthur false full 105 5 80c81f45-1626-46f9-bc01-89a7831aefe8 Paradoxes and Oxymorons by John Ashbery Read by Terry Cashburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 25 Sep 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (john ashbery, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Cashburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Paradoxes and Oxymorons by John Ashbery john ashbery, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman 00:02:10 Read by Terry Cashburn Read by Terry Cashburn wordplay, terry casburn, poem, paradoxes and oxymorons, new york school, words, time, dissection, poetry false full 104 5 5466bf47-4c1f-46e6-9424-f2c2865ea3c3 The Beautiful Changes by Richard Wilbur Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 21 Sep 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Richard Wilbur, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Beautiful Changes by Richard Wilbur Richard Wilbur, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:01:55 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn autumn, growing, changes, poem, seasons, the beautiful changes, time, richard wilbur, fall, poetry false full 103 5 3b400fd6-6184-4dbc-9ecf-5195be08fe17 Sheltered Garden by H.D. Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 18 Sep 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (H.D., juliet prew, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Sheltered Garden by H.D. H.D., juliet prew, Kevin Seaman 00:03:11 Read by Juliet Prew Read by Juliet Prew poem, nature, ezra pound, 20th century, imagist, sheltered garden, death, ends, poetry, h.d., decay false full 102 5 7645f2d9-67d9-43f1-874b-e0084e68048c The Moonlight By Yvor Winters Read by Dave Luukkonen

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 14 Sep 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Yvor Winters, Kevin Seaman, Dave Luukkonen) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Dave Luukkonen

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Moonlight By Yvor Winters Yvor Winters, Kevin Seaman, Dave Luukkonen 00:01:29 Read by Dave Luukkonen Read by Dave Luukkonen thought, boredom, memory, night, time, moonlight, travel, yvor winters, poetry, loneliness false full 101 5 28f9c079-d46e-43bc-bc38-701956894da8 Twilight Hours by Sadakichi Hartmann Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 11 Sep 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Sadakichi Hartmann, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Twilight Hours by Sadakichi Hartmann Sadakichi Hartmann, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman 00:04:14 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn reflection, modernist, memory, japanese, sadakichi hartmann, love, time, tanka, poetry, haiku, nagasaki, twilight hours false full 100 5 b8fe526e-390e-49b6-8da7-ff1c90f47042 Sonnet 29 by William Shakespeare Read by John Duncan

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 7 Sep 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (william shakespeare, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by John Duncan

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Sonnet 29 by William Shakespeare william shakespeare, Kevin Seaman 00:01:50 Read by John Duncan Read by John Duncan william shakespeare, angst, agony, regret, memory, english renaissance, envy, hamlet, sonnets, desire, sonnet 29, english poetry, sadness, poetry, jealousy false full 99 5 ec724f7d-887a-450e-b112-f03f104125ca Cosmology by Billy Collins Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 4 Sep 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (billy collins, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Cosmology by Billy Collins billy collins, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:02:19 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn big bang, start of time, satire, billy collins, muddy waters, universe, pop culture, rock and roll, keith richards, cosmology, the rolling stones false full 98 5 9d4293ef-37ae-459c-aa5e-3a38526f05ec A Poem about Baseballs by Denis Johnson Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 31 Aug 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman, Denis Johnson) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> A Poem about Baseballs by Denis Johnson Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman, Denis Johnson 00:02:29 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn denis johnson, insecurity, doubt, baseball, a poem about baseballs, american poetry, fear, anxiety, poetry, jesus son false full 97 5 23bdfdf6-d7dd-4432-8822-6c267df1e430 Passengers by Denis Johnson Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 28 Aug 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Denis Johnson, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Passengers by Denis Johnson Denis Johnson, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman 00:01:47 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn movement, denis johnson, regret, memory, 20th century, passengers, beat, time, american poetry, poetry, jesus son false full 96 5 efcce0c1-aebc-4c2c-8b88-837478a68bba The Triple Fool by John Donne Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 24 Aug 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (John Donne, Kevin Seaman, Christopher Kendrick) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Christopher Kendrick

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Triple Fool by John Donne John Donne, Kevin Seaman, Christopher Kendrick 00:01:56 Read by Christopher Kendrick Read by Christopher Kendrick fools, english renaissance, choices, shakespeare, love, the triple fool, english poetry, john donne, heartbreak, poetry false full 95 5 c79864bd-3c47-42ff-be5d-ebd8c00d8444 Leave-Taking by Louise Bogan Read by Juliet Prew

 

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]]> Mon, 21 Aug 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (louise bogan, Kevin Seaman, juliet prew) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Leave-Taking by Louise Bogan louise bogan, Kevin Seaman, juliet prew 00:01:36 Read by Juliet Prew Read by Juliet Prew relationships, louise bogan, modern poetry, imagist, love, breaking up, closure, american poetry, leave taking, heartbreak, poetry false full 94 5 b77a8644-4349-404e-96d2-ce83a0dfc458 Soft Hail by Keith Waldrop Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 17 Aug 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Keith Waldrop, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Soft Hail by Keith Waldrop Keith Waldrop, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:03:20 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn movement, avant garde, earth, transcendental, soft hail, time, keith waldrop, american poet, poetry false full 93 5 be1e64a5-f6c3-4e9a-9370-f6db0898216c August by Dorothy Parker Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 14 Aug 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Dorothy Parker, Kevin Seaman, juliet prew) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> August by Dorothy Parker Dorothy Parker, Kevin Seaman, juliet prew 00:01:24 Read by Juliet Prew Read by Juliet Prew nature poetry, growth, wit, summer, 20th century, dog days, august, american poetry, poetry, dorothy parker false full 92 5 006a7431-930e-4533-9934-b2b3f75171d1 Passage Over Water by Robert Duncan Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 10 Aug 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (robert duncan, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Passage Over Water by Robert Duncan robert duncan, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman 00:02:18 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn passage over water, black mountain school, void, love, death, american poetry, loss, poetry, robert duncan false full 91 5 332a7a86-b7e4-4d15-bdc0-6f2871743c5b The Stair by Kevin Young Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 7 Aug 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Kevin Young, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Stair by Kevin Young Kevin Young, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:01:28 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn italy, african american, memory, death mask, john keats, american poetry, kevin young, the past, the stair, poetry, victorian false full 90 5 cb94dff1-9109-4b36-8efd-a808d3ef3d7f Inscription by Zbigniew Herbert Read by Juliet Prew

 

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]]> Thu, 3 Aug 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Zbigniew Herbert, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Inscription by Zbigniew Herbert Zbigniew Herbert, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman 00:01:29 Read by Juliet Prew Read by Juliet Prew polish poets, poem, polish poetry, greek, 20th century, zbigniew herbert, myth, poetry, inscription false full 89 5 1c130433-4001-46c8-8abb-75660d1f61e3 My Glass World Tells of Itself by W.S. Graham Read by Terry Casburn

 

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]]> Mon, 31 Jul 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (W.S. Graham, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> My Glass World Tells of Itself by W.S. Graham W.S. Graham, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman 00:01:54 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn my glass world tells of itself, scottish poetry, mortality, 20th century, imagist, impressions, english poetry, poetry false full 88 5 f0635e58-3f82-49bd-b68c-2b8dd314d6e3 The Big Boots of Pain by Anne Sexton Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 27 Jul 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (juliet prew, anne sexton, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Big Boots of Pain by Anne Sexton juliet prew, anne sexton, Kevin Seaman 00:04:24 Read by Juliet Prew Read by Juliet Prew subconcious, frustration, confessional, misery, pain, anne sexton, american poetry, the big boots of pain, anger, hurt, ache, heart ache, poetry false full 87 5 e4ad22bd-0aee-4dc6-a89a-a2cbbd28822c Fireflies by Frank Ormsby Read by Dave Luukkonen

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 24 Jul 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (frank ormsby, Dave Luukkonen, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Dave Luukkonen

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Fireflies by Frank Ormsby frank ormsby, Dave Luukkonen, Kevin Seaman 00:02:11 Read by Dave Luukkonen Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Dave Luukkonen Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman summer, memory, childhood, time, innocence, fireflies, frank ormsby, poetry false full 86 5 7aad532a-62f9-4389-bfd5-69dafa1181ae The Evening of the Mind by Donald Justice Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 20 Jul 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (donald justice, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Evening of the Mind by Donald Justice donald justice, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:02:13 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman john berryman, subconcious, donald justice, dreams, memory, impressions, american poetry, the evening of the mind, poetry false full 85 5 2c899809-ff9c-4e50-9aea-a06ed9c35e57 Summer Night by Louise Glück Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 17 Jul 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Louise Glück, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Summer Night by Louise Glück Louise Glück, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman 00:02:48 Read by Juliet Prew Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Juliet Prew Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman nostalgia, regret, summer, memory, gloaming, seasons, american poetry, loss, saudade, poetry, summer night, louise glück false full 84 5 63aaddaf-3dd2-4bba-a75a-fd95d51df560 Starlight by Philip Levine Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 13 Jul 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (philip levine, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Starlight by Philip Levine philip levine, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:02:49 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman nostalgia, philip levine, memory, childhood, starlight, american poetry, saudade, poetry false full 83 5 0623e7fe-c3f5-4cc2-a604-425f3c38c0d7 Poem for Haruko by June Jordan Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 10 Jul 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (june jordan, kevin seaman, juliet prew) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Poem for Haruko by June Jordan june jordan, kevin seaman, juliet prew 00:01:59 Read by Juliet Prew Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Juliet Prew Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman queer, june jordan, nostalgia, memory, lgbtq, poem for haruko, american poetry, love poem, poetry false full 82 5 21135127-0446-472e-a715-fe43acb631f6 Blues for Alice by Clark Coolidge Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 6 Jul 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Clark Coolidge, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Blues for Alice by Clark Coolidge Clark Coolidge, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:03:09 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman jazz, clark coolidge, charlie parker, beat poetry, be bop, american poetry, blues for alice, new school, improvisation, poetry, alice coltrane, impressionism false full 81 5 e445c2a0-006c-48eb-bd86-2d6fd277d861 The Star Dial by Willa Cather Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 3 Jul 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (willa cather, Kevin Seaman, juliet prew) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Star Dial by Willa Cather willa cather, Kevin Seaman, juliet prew 00:02:34 Read by Juliet Prew Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Juliet Prew Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman the star dial, sappho, lgbtq, heartache, american poetry, love poem, willa cather, poetry false full 80 5 100be1b2-6065-498a-98cb-7d4523f5ef2e Records by Robert Lowell Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 29 Jun 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Robert Lowell, terry casburn, kevin seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Records by Robert Lowell Robert Lowell, terry casburn, kevin seaman 00:01:15 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman the dolphin, mementoes, nostalgia, records, memory, heartache, confessional poetry, memories, parenting, robert lowell false full 79 5 bad61ae0-57f9-4c64-a9bd-1564815764ad Pound and Brodsky in Venice by Megan Fernandes Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 26 Jun 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (MEGAN FERNANDES, Kevin Seaman, juliet prew) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Pound and Brodsky in Venice by Megan Fernandes MEGAN FERNANDES, Kevin Seaman, juliet prew 00:02:23 Read by Juliet Prew Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Juliet Prew Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman american poetry, poetry false full 78 5 b57a4b77-93a2-48fb-b651-cdb83260e97c The Color of Nightfall by Stephen Dunn Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 22 Jun 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (stephen dunn, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Color of Nightfall by Stephen Dunn stephen dunn, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman 00:01:24 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman stephen dunn, evening, color theory, impressionistic, american poetry, metaphor, poetry, moments, the color of nightfall, color false full 77 5 d5ccd2fb-99c1-4b10-a331-f7f402c2e5ac Red Rum by Dorothea Lasky Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 19 Jun 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (dorothea lasky, Kevin Seaman, juliet prew) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Red Rum by Dorothea Lasky dorothea lasky, Kevin Seaman, juliet prew 00:01:49 Read by Juliet Prew Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Juliet Prew Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman feminism, lust, poem, dorothea lasky, red rum, passion, sex, confessional poetry, love poem, american poet, poetry false full 76 5 14d9e796-8810-471f-a169-9689921231e3 This Hour by Saskia Hamilton Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 15 Jun 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (saskia hamilton, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> This Hour by Saskia Hamilton saskia hamilton, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman 00:03:33 Read by Juliet Prew Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Juliet Prew Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman memory, words in the air, saskia hamilton, time, american poetry, observation, this hour, modern, poetry, moments, landscapes false full 75 5 ca6b10ae-3d1a-42f4-9ad8-f3c11e022481 The Flower by Robert Creeley Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 12 Jun 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (robert creeley, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Flower by Robert Creeley robert creeley, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman 00:01:04 Read by Juliet Prew Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Juliet Prew Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman cycles, the flower, life, joy, black mountain school, beat poetry, pain, death, robert creeley, poetry false full 74 5 2750c8a2-01a4-474f-a915-7567f0322146 Late Evening Song by Weldon Kees Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 8 Jun 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Weldon Kees, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Late Evening Song by Weldon Kees Weldon Kees, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman 00:01:36 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman late evening song, evening, death, american poetry, loss, poetry, sleep, weldon keees false full 73 5 97205eee-bdd4-4822-9af7-20b094836806 Dream Song 29 by John Berryman Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 5 Jun 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (john berryman, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Dream Song 29 by John Berryman john berryman, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:01:55 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman remorse, john berryman, conscience, subconscious, dreams, succession, 20th century, american poetry, fear, guilt, dream song 29, dream songs, anxiety, poetry, paranoia false full 72 5 a137c96f-0a2c-4fac-b86b-0a2afe697a82 High Romance by Diane Seuss Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 1 Jun 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (diane seuss, Kevin Seaman, juliet prew) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> High Romance by Diane Seuss diane seuss, Kevin Seaman, juliet prew 00:03:49 Read by Juliet Prew Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Juliet Prew Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman reflection, the new yorker, diane seuss, love, high romance, john keats, american poetry, heartbreak, poetry, romanticism false full 71 5 56f68cb2-2624-482b-9650-52a104999ac2 Guide to Proper Mix Tape Assembly by Kayo Chinigonyi Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 29 May 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Guide to Proper Mix Tape Assembly by Kayo Chinigonyi Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:01:37 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman guide to proper mix tape assembly, nostalgia, memory, africa, kayo chinigonyi, mix tapes, african poet, walkmans, playlists, poetry, music, audio cassetes false full 70 5 0d292dfc-346a-40f8-83e2-714ac0850b47 Planetarium by Adrienne Rich Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 25 May 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Kevin Seaman, juliet prew, adrienne rich) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Planetarium by Adrienne Rich Kevin Seaman, juliet prew, adrienne rich 00:02:51 Read by Juliet Prew Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Juliet Prew Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman caroline herschel, feminism, universe, planetarium, astronomy, adrienne rich, poetry, canadian poet false full 69 5 3f97143e-cc0d-4e17-95a2-70acd7f84d3e A Memory by Yves Bonnefoy Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 22 May 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> A Memory by Yves Bonnefoy Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:01:42 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman nostalgia, memory, a memory, delusion, death, longing, poetry, yves bonnefoy, french false full 68 5 b1ad037e-1f74-40cd-93d4-687fc53ed458 Clocked by Ron Padgett Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 18 May 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (ron padgett, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Clocked by Ron Padgett ron padgett, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman 00:01:15 Read by Juliet Prew Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Juliet Prew Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman jim jarmusch, avant garde, existential, clocked, time, american poetry, paterson, poetry, eternity, ron padgett false full 67 5 6fc74294-12a8-4abe-883f-a11e4b40c35c Untitled by Werner Herzog Read by Dave Luukkonen

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 15 May 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Werner Herzog, Kevin Seaman, Dave Luukkonen) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Dave Luukkonen

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Untitled by Werner Herzog Werner Herzog, Kevin Seaman, Dave Luukkonen 00:01:33 Read by Dave Luukkonen Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Dave Luukkonen Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman poem, history, german poet, 20th century, collapse, kingdoms, rulers, werner herzog, poetry, filmmaker, ancient ruler false full 66 5 638715b9-8e29-4981-ac36-a7b321d6f04a Sonnet 89 by Pablo Neruda Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 11 May 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Sonnet 89 by Pablo Neruda Homemade Sounds 00:02:17 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman love sonnets, pablo neruda, 20th century, love, sonnets, poetry, spanish, sonnet 89 false full 65 5 787ca81f-b331-4b2e-933c-75ebe28ef57d New York, New York by David Berman Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 8 May 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> New York, New York by David Berman Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:02:34 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman new york city, city life, metropolitan, new york new york, american poem, david berman, silver jews, poetry, american false full 64 5 041a8290-9863-4a20-b787-b57d7c192891 Celestial Hobo by Bob Kaufman Read by Dave Luukkonen

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 4 May 2023 00:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Dave Luukkonen, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Dave Luukkonen

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Celestial Hobo by Bob Kaufman Dave Luukkonen, Kevin Seaman 00:01:07 Read by Dave Luukkonen Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Dave Luukkonen Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman dawn of man, jack kerouac, poem, celestial hobo, bob kaufman, beat generation, dream, city lights bookstore, american poetry, poetry false full 63 5 7d06c17b-9506-4fe4-88b5-93edc38b2b67 To Harpo Marx by Jack Kerouac Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 1 May 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (jack kerouac, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> To Harpo Marx by Jack Kerouac jack kerouac, Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:01:47 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman jack kerouac, beat generation, marx brothers, to harpo marx, movies, cinema, poetry, harpo marx false full 62 5 f212c00e-3af8-48c1-bc6d-3c9a1fea6a78 After the Dream Came the Habit by Cynthia Cruz Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 27 Apr 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (cynthia cruz, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> After the Dream Came the Habit by Cynthia Cruz cynthia cruz, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman 00:01:24 Read by Juliet Prew Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Juliet Prew Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman dreams, after the dream came the habit, death, poetry society, american poetry, yale review, cynthia cruz, poetry false full 61 5 adbfcf07-3578-43b4-bdaa-ce8311bffc0b Aboriginal Landscape by Louise Glück Read by Dave Luukkonen

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 24 Apr 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Louise Glück, Kevin Seaman, Dave Luukkonen) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Dave Luukkonen

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Aboriginal Landscape by Louise Glück Louise Glück, Kevin Seaman, Dave Luukkonen 00:04:22 Read by Dave Luukkonen Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Dave Luukkonen Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman poem, death, american poetry, loss, grief, poetry, aboriginal landscapes, nobel prize, louise glück false full 60 5 2ba2b598-09fc-4b6f-8a8c-55e52f7f60fd How to Disappear by Rae Armantrout Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 20 Apr 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> How to Disappear by Rae Armantrout Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman 00:01:30 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman culture, west coast poets, memory, language poets, american poetry, poetry, how to disappear, rae armantrout false full 59 5 d83adcfe-34c4-4de7-8b82-34c9be6b851e The Wasteland by T.S. Eliot Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 17 Apr 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (juliet prew, T.S. Eliot, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Wasteland by T.S. Eliot juliet prew, T.S. Eliot, Kevin Seaman 00:28:47 Read by Juliet Prew Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Juliet Prew Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman modernism, the wasteland, world war one, imagism, ezra pound, 20th century, four quartets, time, english poetry, ts eliot, american poet, poetry, destruction false full 58 5 015967d2-977e-4dca-a77c-4ba9143f72bc North Haven by Elizabeth Bishop Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 13 Apr 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (elizabeth bishop, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> North Haven by Elizabeth Bishop elizabeth bishop, juliet prew, Kevin Seaman 00:02:51 Read by Juliet Prew Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Juliet Prew Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman rememberance, in memoriam, words in the air, death, american poetry, confessional poetry, elizabeth bishop, north haven, poetry, robert lowell false full 57 5 5148fd2c-5979-429c-abcd-9db0bc9f1542 Skunk Hour by Robert Lowell Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 10 Apr 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Robert Lowell, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Skunk Hour by Robert Lowell Robert Lowell, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman 00:03:26 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman 20th century, words in the air, american poetry, confessional poetry, elizabeth bishop, poetry, skunk hour, robert lowell, new england false full 56 5 b6f7c3a6-ee69-419e-98d9-bc91a65df11c You Are Afraid of the Dark by Kathryn Nurenberger Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 6 Apr 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (kathryn nurenberger, Kevin Seaman, juliet prew) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> You Are Afraid of the Dark by Kathryn Nurenberger kathryn nurenberger, Kevin Seaman, juliet prew 00:02:15 Read by Juliet Prew Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Juliet Prew Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman kathryn nurenberger, abandonment, nostalgia, fathers, childhood, you are afraid of the dark, american poetry, fear, poetry false full 55 5 0ec8f583-6cb8-4c9c-b7ca-0c7965af9fc7 My Dead Father’s General Store in the Middle of a Desert by Lee Stockdale Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 3 Apr 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Lee Stockdale, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> My Dead Father’s General Store in the Middle of a Desert by Lee Stockdale Lee Stockdale, Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman 00:03:31 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman the poetry society, poem, nostalgia, fathers, memory, my dead father’s general store in the middle of a desert, death, father, american poetry, poetry, lee stockdale false full 54 5 377fa05e-b8a6-44e6-ab55-ef450bdab6a5 I Have a Time Machine by Brenda Schaugnessy Read by Juliet Prew

 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 30 Mar 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (BRENDA SHAUGHNESSY, Kevin Seaman, juliet prew) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> I Have a Time Machine by Brenda Schaugnessy BRENDA SHAUGHNESSY, Kevin Seaman, juliet prew 00:02:59 Read by Juliet Prew Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Juliet Prew Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman nostalgia, regret, daydreaming, brenda shaughnessy, memory, time machine, loss, i have a time machine, poetry, american, american poets false full 53 5 c4c6acd5-78ae-490e-8afb-77c39a7586b7 To You by Kenneth Koch Read by Kenneth Koch

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 27 Mar 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (kenneth koch, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Kenneth Koch

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> To You by Kenneth Koch kenneth koch, Kevin Seaman 00:01:33 Read by Kenneth Koch Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Kenneth Koch Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman lust, love poetry, beat generation, to you, new school of poetry, love, desire, want, american poetry, kenneth koch, poetry false full 52 5 19c2801e-f592-4e00-989c-554d94ecbd5d Little Gidding by T.S. Eliot Read by Dave Luukkonen

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 23 Mar 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Dave Luukkonen

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Little Gidding by T.S. Eliot Homemade Sounds 00:18:48 Read by Dave Luukkonen Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Dave Luukkonen Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman fire, little gidding, redemption, memory, four quartets, time, english poetry, ts eliot, poetry false full 51 5 32330dbc-bcc5-453c-b6cf-568a277a7413 The Dry Salvages by T.S. Eliot Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 20 Mar 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Prew

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Dry Salvages by T.S. Eliot Homemade Sounds 00:18:45 Read by Juliet Prew Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Juliet Prew Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman the wasteland, water, modern poetry, poem, religion, cape ann, memory, nature, imagist, four quartets, time, english poetry, ts eliot, poetry false full 50 5 34f46bea-95f4-46c2-997a-73a47d72cb49 East Coker by T.S. Eliot Read by Steven Brent McKenzie

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 16 Mar 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Steven Brent McKenzie

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> East Coker by T.S. Eliot Homemade Sounds 00:17:20 Read by Steven Brent McKenzie Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Steven Brent McKenzie Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman modern poetry, poem, world war 2, imagist, east coker, four quartets, english poetry, ts eliot, poetry false full 49 5 842f505b-8f86-4ced-b356-53baa7a0c8df Burnt Norton by T.S. Eliot Read by Matthew Sykes

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 13 Mar 2023 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Matthew Sykes

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Burnt Norton by T.S. Eliot Homemade Sounds 00:16:26 Read by Matthew Sykes Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Matthew Sykes Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman spring, nostalgia, life, memory, nature, imagist, four quartets, time, death, english poetry, ts eliot, poetry, catholicism false full 48 5 2dd20700-ba3c-457f-8df1-3147ea91ac98 Now i lay (with everywhere around) by e.e. cummings Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 9 Mar 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Now i lay (with everywhere around) by e.e. cummings Homemade Sounds 00:01:42 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman spring, nature poetry, ee cummings, prayer, imagist, death, poetry, rebirth, now i lay, sleep false full 47 5 18d86998-402d-4809-804a-2a2b5a8778eb Night of Telescopes by Emma Trelles Read Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 6 Mar 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Night of Telescopes by Emma Trelles Homemade Sounds 00:02:35 Read Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman night of telescopes, emma trelles, universe, night, death, american poetry, ghosts, grief, poetry, melancholy false full 46 5 dcb2f58b-f366-40b0-a079-83bc5d6cf092 The Start by Matt Mason Thu, 2 Mar 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com The Start by Matt Mason Homemade Sounds 00:01:25 Read by Dave Luukkonen Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Dave Luukkonen Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman rebellion, matt mason, the start, riot, motivation, apocalypse, american poetry, poetry, survival, american, chaos, cause and effect false full 45 5 89cec5d6-cc65-4da6-80b7-11f2d2d4b46e Dirge Without Music by Edna St. Vincent Millay Read by Kathryn Bergman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 27 Feb 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Kathryn Bergman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Dirge Without Music by Edna St. Vincent Millay Homemade Sounds 00:02:25 Read by Kathryn Bergman Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Kathryn Bergman Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman female poetry, mortality, 20th century, death, american poetry, grief, poetry, dirge without music, edna st vincent millay false full 44 5 e01b4fa4-9b09-4346-9765-2debfd87fdee Spring Storm by William Carlos Williams Read by Bob Gonzalez

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 23 Feb 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Bob Gonzalez

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Spring Storm by William Carlos Williams Homemade Sounds 00:01:29 Read by Bob Gonzalez Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Bob Gonzalez Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman nature poetry, nature, erosion, beat generation, william carlos williams, time, death, imagists, poetry, spring storm, moments false full 43 5 1f4101c5-59b4-445f-9c05-34f4514aa5c1 The Little Dancers by Laurence Binyon Read by Robert Gonzalez

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 20 Feb 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Robert Gonzalez

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Little Dancers by Laurence Binyon Homemade Sounds 00:01:24 Read by Robert Gonzalez Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Robert Gonzalez Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman simplicity, the little dancers, imagist, childhood, children, laurence binyon, english poetry, innocence, poetry false full 42 5 1883d0c5-345e-4ee9-b920-1a7efd68477c Your Night is of Lilac by Mahmoud Darwish Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 16 Feb 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Your Night is of Lilac by Mahmoud Darwish Homemade Sounds 00:02:51 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman your night is of lilac, mahmoud darwish, romantic, palestinian, love poetry, wanting, valentine, desire, poetry false full 41 5 eca75ed3-6aac-48f9-ac9a-851562a347df Never Seek to Tell thy Love by William Blake Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 13 Feb 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Never Seek to Tell thy Love by William Blake Homemade Sounds 00:01:30 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman romantic, william blake, enlightenment, valentines day, never seek to tell thy love, english poetry, love poem, heartbreak, poetry false full 40 5 a6f6c9c8-33e3-4c07-897a-8eab089af87f Empty Dwelling Places by Kenneth Patchen Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 9 Feb 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Empty Dwelling Places by Kenneth Patchen Homemade Sounds 00:02:03 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman poem, empty dwelling places, beat generation, kenneth patchen, san francisco renaissance, american poetry, loss, poetry false full 39 5 809a0485-7d88-47cb-8224-1f629ce9c589 When the Sun Went Down by John Ashbery Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 6 Feb 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> When the Sun Went Down by John Ashbery Homemade Sounds 00:03:18 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman new school of poetry, love, the universe, metaphysical, death, reality, john ashbery, things that quicken the heart, when the sun went down, poetry, moment, disappointment false full 38 5 09330579-b0af-4cfa-bf8f-e6c6e02756f3 An Old Man’s Winter Night by Robert Frost Read by Dave Luukkonen

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 2 Feb 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Dave Luukkonen

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> An Old Man’s Winter Night by Robert Frost Homemade Sounds 00:02:11 Read by Dave Luukkonen Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Dave Luukkonen Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman nature poetry, winter, solitude, robert frost, dying, an old mans winter night, old age, american poetry, poetry false full 37 5 fbecccc4-c656-4f19-b254-9034cf08cd0a Composed upon Westminster Bridge, September 3, 1802 by William Wordsworth Read by Lesley Donne

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 30 Jan 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Lesley Donne

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Composed upon Westminster Bridge, September 3, 1802 by William Wordsworth Homemade Sounds 00:01:24 Read by Lesley Donne Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Lesley Donne Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman victorian period, william wordsworth, petrarchan sonnet, english poetry, composed upon westminster bridge, london, poetry, sonnet, english false full 36 5 e0ebb4be-4cf4-4cdc-bed5-4736bd95a147 Song (“The world is full of loss ... ”) by Muriel Rukeyser Read by Catherine Martin

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 26 Jan 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Catherine Martin

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Song (“The world is full of loss ... ”) by Muriel Rukeyser Homemade Sounds 00:01:04 Read by Catherine Martin Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Catherine Martin Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman feminism, feminist, 20th century, love, muriel rukeyser, song (“the world is full of loss ... ”), american poetry, loss, poetry false full 35 5 6e26fe24-4d40-45cc-a895-c5962c346978 Rain by Raymond Carver Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 23 Jan 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Rain by Raymond Carver Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:01:17 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman nature poetry, rain, short cuts, american poetry, poetry, raymond carter, moment false full 34 5 ef43f156-e890-4516-8ada-042775c1ed46 Limits by Jorge Luis Borges Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 19 Jan 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Limits by Jorge Luis Borges Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:03:11 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman truth, limits, searching, relflection, jorge luis borges, fate, death, argentinian poet, the future, poetry, labyrinths false full 33 5 3ec1f6d7-65b9-4326-98e2-ac53021b8000 The Future by Julio Cortázar Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 16 Jan 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Future by Julio Cortázar Homemade Sounds 00:02:04 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman argentinian poets, julio cortázar, lost, borges, the future, blow up, loss, hopscotch, love poem, poetry false full 32 5 347c0702-0884-4bb5-a5f4-0a01f8f636e9 To Fate by Charles Simic Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Wed, 11 Jan 2023 22:10:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> To Fate by Charles Simic Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:01:31 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman to fate, imagist, fate, death, charles simic, serbian poetry, poetry, luck, surrealism false full 31 5 59d1191f-b9f3-4c6b-b1ed-bb77b506d977 Prodigy by Charles Simic Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Tue, 10 Jan 2023 17:00:39 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Prodigy by Charles Simic Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:01:40 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman poem, cold war, prodigy, imagist, joseph cornell, chess, charles simic, serbian poetry, poetry false full 30 5 a13f3124-f559-4396-abdd-a6f13d0638b2 Entering by Rainer Maria Rilke Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 9 Jan 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Entering by Rainer Maria Rilke Kevin Seaman, Terry Casburn 00:01:25 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman journey, poem, entering, searching, book of images, rainer maria rilke, german poetry, enlightenment, imagist, poetry false full 29 5 0a129ef0-3e82-48c8-bb7e-46045ccf8ebb Vagrants by Paul Laurence Dunbar Read Andrew Gantz

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 5 Jan 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read Andrew Gantz

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Vagrants by Paul Laurence Dunbar Homemade Sounds 00:01:36 Read Andrew Gantz Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read Andrew Gantz Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman african american poetry, reflection, existential, paul laurence dunbar, forgotten, poetry, loneliness, vagrants false full 28 5 ee3303eb-a4a0-41d9-97fe-4fa2d6aec213 1 January 1965 by Joseph Brodsky Read Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 2 Jan 2023 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> 1 January 1965 by Joseph Brodsky Homemade Sounds 00:02:28 Read Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman reflection, 1 january 1965, new year, russian, robert frost, time, poetry, joseph brodsky, hope false full 27 5 60d77980-2432-47a8-a3cb-142939a6b509 Winter Solstice by Michael McClure Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 29 Dec 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Winter Solstice by Michael McClure Homemade Sounds 00:01:30 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman reflection, existential, winter, winter solstice, love, beat poetry, self, michael mcclure, poetry false full 26 5 1f2f44c2-2fb8-4fd4-9fab-c79317939bc6 A Winter Evening by Alexander Pushkin Read by Andrew Gantz

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 26 Dec 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Andrew Gantz

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> A Winter Evening by Alexander Pushkin Homemade Sounds 00:02:02 Read by Andrew Gantz Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Andrew Gantz Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman christmas, nature poetry, alexander pushkin, russian poetry, weather, a winter evening, winter poetry, sadness, poetry, loneliness, drinking, hope false full 25 5 c7b8b9cf-006e-4911-86a0-faa02392394e December Morning by W.S. Merwin Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 22 Dec 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> December Morning by W.S. Merwin Homemade Sounds 00:01:46 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman reflection, christmas, nostalgia, ws merwin, getting old, december morning, poetry, winter poems false full 24 5 2eaebc83-6f4d-4cb8-aea1-6d9e36a197dd Life by Jim Harrison Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 19 Dec 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Life by Jim Harrison Homemade Sounds 00:01:56 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman life, memory, lorca, mortality, spain, travel, american poetry, jim harrison, poetry false full 23 5 ae41a7e9-8c67-4eb0-a05d-65c22d01bb22 In Love With You by Kenneth Koch Read by Kenneth Koch

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 15 Dec 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Kenneth Koch

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> In Love With You by Kenneth Koch Homemade Sounds 00:03:00 Read by Kenneth Koch Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Kenneth Koch Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman in love with you, new school poetry, love poetry, love, american poetry, kenneth koch, poetry false full 22 5 9aab27fb-335d-489a-a1d7-e52d3e42acb1 Eating Chocolate Ice Cream: Reading Mayakovsky by Barbara Guest Read by Barbara Guest

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 12 Dec 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Barbara Guest

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Eating Chocolate Ice Cream: Reading Mayakovsky by Barbara Guest Homemade Sounds 00:02:58 Read by Barbara Guest Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Barbara Guest Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman new york city, avant garde, communism, eating chocolate ice cream: reading mayakovsky, nostalgia, russian poetry, memory, barbara guest, new school of poetry, mayakovsky, poetry, marxism false full 21 5 76f837cb-46a9-4986-8c8e-d1c8acea0615 Afternoon By Pierre Reverdy Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 8 Dec 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Afternoon By Pierre Reverdy Homemade Sounds 00:02:27 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman surrealist, nostalgia, memory, nature, reality, pierre reverdy, snapshot, french poetry, poetry, afternoon, moment, surrealism false full 20 5 689fcd53-86a4-444a-a65b-82e1e59374e1 A Step Away from Them by Frank O'Hara Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 5 Dec 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> A Step Away from Them by Frank O'Hara Homemade Sounds 00:03:17 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman new york city, city life, lunch poems, a step away from them, new york, beat generation, new school of poetry, frank ohara, poetry false full 19 5 12951dfb-3055-424f-ab5a-b0171528e1e8 The Visitors of the Night by Frank Stanford Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 1 Dec 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Visitors of the Night by Frank Stanford Homemade Sounds 00:01:41 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman evening, memory, night, the visitors of the night, frank stanford, insomnia, ghosts, southern gothic, poetry, american false full 18 5 e2097abb-3d2f-4b9c-ac66-295420580924 You by Frank Stanford Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 28 Nov 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> You by Frank Stanford Homemade Sounds 00:00:53 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman memory, desire, frank stanford, love lost, american poetry, longing, you, heartbreak, poetry false full 17 5 010c56a7-22b3-41d9-8a3a-1144ae17b69a The World Keeps Ending, and the World Goes On by Franny Choi Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 24 Nov 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The World Keeps Ending, and the World Goes On by Franny Choi Homemade Sounds 00:03:32 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman life, the world keeps ending, franny choi, end of the world, apocalypse, circular, the world goes on, poetry false full 16 5 a19bac91-5f6d-4fb9-a331-4b84d2254ca7 Proust’s Madeleine by Kenneth Rexroth Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 21 Nov 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Proust’s Madeleine by Kenneth Rexroth Homemade Sounds 00:01:26 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman reflection, nostalgia, memory, proust's madeleine, beat poetry, death, kenneth rexroth, american poetry, adulthood, poetry false full 15 5 3f729f9d-1950-4ea2-8cb1-4eb6a6ef891e A Certain Slant of Sunlight by Ted Berrigan Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 17 Nov 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> A Certain Slant of Sunlight by Ted Berrigan Homemade Sounds 00:02:04 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman new york city, nostalgia, memory, new york school, beat poetry, a certain slant of sunlight, ted berrigan, poetry false full 14 5 961ca4d9-cbc3-4fbe-af6c-be69be703c7c Around the Fire by Ted Berrigan Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 14 Nov 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Around the Fire by Ted Berrigan Homemade Sounds 00:03:11 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman reflection, around the fire, life, beat poetry, irony, absurdism, humor, ted berrigan, poetry true full 13 5 cd986e7b-ce6c-473b-b8ac-14fa51c52aee Box of Cigars by Gerald Stern Read by Dave Luukkonen

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 10 Nov 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Dave Luukkonen

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Box of Cigars by Gerald Stern Homemade Sounds 00:01:32 Read by Dave Luukkonen Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Dave Luukkonen Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman gerald stern, nostalgia, box of cigars, city poetry, memory, cigars, american poetry, poetry false full 12 5 db618dd8-a3ff-4980-9c2c-956d5df06e81 Another Insane Devotion by Gerald Stern Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 7 Nov 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Another Insane Devotion by Gerald Stern Homemade Sounds 00:04:26 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman italy, affair, lost love, gerald stern, nostalgia, memory, another insane devotion, american poetry, heartbreak, poetry false full 11 5 441fe41e-b3f9-4508-827d-3f2441b87f89 Annabel Lee by Edgar Allan Poe Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 3 Nov 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Annabel Lee by Edgar Allan Poe Homemade Sounds 00:03:35 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman halloween, halloween poetry, death, edgar allan poe, loss, grief, anabel lee, poetry, victorian false full 10 5 d6491a3a-2694-41b7-a10c-cd3f9fffd4aa The Sleeper by Edgar Allan Poe Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 31 Oct 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Sleeper by Edgar Allan Poe Homemade Sounds 00:04:32 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman halloween, halloween poetry, death, edgar allan poe, ghosts, poetry, the sleeper false full 9 5 d5e353ee-0eb9-4ae9-a7c5-a0aa8962dbe9 The King of Owls by Louise Erdrich Read by Dave Luukkonen

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 27 Oct 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Dave Luukkonen

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The King of Owls by Louise Erdrich Homemade Sounds 00:02:31 Read by Dave Luukkonen Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Dave Luukkonen Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman louise erdrich, the king of owls, halloween poetry, charles iv, madness, poetry false full 8 5 6ab6b235-6220-4376-b40a-7df0007171ee Ghost House by Robert Frost Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 24 Oct 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Ghost House by Robert Frost Homemade Sounds 00:03:01 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman haunted house, ghost house, halloween, halloween poetry, robert frost, american poetry, ghosts, poetry false full 7 5 73d5f506-d5a3-4ca0-a128-7888d36d17f9 Love is a Dog by Charles Bukowski Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 20 Oct 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Love is a Dog by Charles Bukowski Homemade Sounds 00:00:43 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman charles bukowski, mortality, love is a dog, musings, death, love is a dog from hell, poetry false full 6 5 64d3c84c-9773-45ec-9990-a974650fa53e The Fall by Catherine Carter Read by Juliet Cole

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 17 Oct 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Juliet Cole

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Fall by Catherine Carter Homemade Sounds 00:01:21 Read by Juliet Cole Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Juliet Cole Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman awakening, stars, memory, universe, the fall, childhood, catherine carter, poetry false full 5 5 65729254-9cdf-4136-8dc9-4cb911c9e9b6 Love in the Asylum by Dylan Thomas Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 13 Oct 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Love in the Asylum by Dylan Thomas Homemade Sounds 00:01:23 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman welsh poetry, halloween, halloween poetry, love in the asylum, madness, poetry, dylan thomas false full 4 5 3daeb2e6-a66f-4fbe-9d49-1b22d5588ba9 The Apparition by John Donne Read by Richard Burton

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 10 Oct 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Richard Burton

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Apparition by John Donne Homemade Sounds 00:01:05 Read by Richard Burton Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Richard Burton Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman phantoms, halloween, hauntings, the apparition, english poetry, ghosts, john donne, renaissance, poetry false full 3 5 b9362dfb-c0ac-495d-ae67-e19035095885 The Opposite of Nostalgia by Eric Gamalinda Read Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 6 Oct 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Opposite of Nostalgia by Eric Gamalinda Homemade Sounds 00:01:45 Read Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman eric gamalinda, memory, seasons, the opposite of nostalgia, fall, autumn poetry, poetry false full 2 5 296f38ad-41d4-4cde-be15-95ca3f51ab30 Love Song by William Carlos Williams Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 3 Oct 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Love Song by William Carlos Williams Homemade Sounds 00:01:02 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman autumn, modernist, love song, love poetry, beat generation, william carlos williams, poetry false full 1 5 0bd0c041-4b35-469f-b6ea-a783e88e264b Hummingbirds by Yvonne C. Murphy Read by Barbara Rosenblatt

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 29 Sep 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Barbara Rosenblatt

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Hummingbirds by Yvonne C. Murphy Homemade Sounds 00:01:08 Read by Barbara Rosenblatt Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Barbara Rosenblatt Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman nature poetry, movement, birds, nature, yvonne murphy, hummingbirds, poetry false full 77 4 9d24c9f1-4709-4f08-b0f7-e09c8824241c To Autumn by John Keats Read by Michael Stuhlbarg

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 26 Sep 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Michael Stuhlbarg

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> To Autumn by John Keats Homemade Sounds 00:02:34 Read by Michael Stuhlbarg Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Michael Stuhlbarg Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman to autumn, seasons, john keats, romantic poetry, british poetry, fall, poetry, victorian false full 76 4 e55cf0e7-2303-4c4b-910f-7a0f4328da48 September by Raymond Carver Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 22 Sep 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> September by Raymond Carver Homemade Sounds 00:01:01 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman autumn, nostalgia, memory, nature, raymond carver, september, fall, poetry false full 75 4 ae22b968-18ee-451f-8f1a-b942644c8ddd Moon News by Elisa Gabbert Read by Dave Luukkonen

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 19 Sep 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Dave Luukkonen

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Moon News by Elisa Gabbert Homemade Sounds 00:01:28 Read by Dave Luukkonen Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Dave Luukkonen Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman lunar, titanic, space, elisa gabbert, moon news, moon, poetry, cause and effect false full 74 4 a9150531-921d-4329-8b69-d85ef1aa42ee Romance Sonámbulo by Federico Garcia Lorca Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 15 Sep 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Romance Sonámbulo by Federico Garcia Lorca Homemade Sounds 00:04:24 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman federico garcia lorca, dreams, romance sonámbulo, spanish poetry, obsession, heartache, desire, longing, poetry false full 73 4 2dd0bdbd-b6e7-4b90-81e8-8af73143861a Donal Og (The Grief of a Girl's Heart) By Anonymous-Translated by Lady Gregory Read by Dave Luukkonen

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 12 Sep 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Dave Luukkonen

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Donal Og (The Grief of a Girl's Heart) By Anonymous-Translated by Lady Gregory Homemade Sounds 00:02:44 Read by Dave Luukkonen Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Dave Luukkonen Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman anonymous, donal og, betrayl, regret, 8th century poetry, lady gregory, irish poetry, sadness, heartbreak false full 72 4 45537b79-ac23-4ae7-b629-585266b6241b An Ancient Gesture by Edna St. Vincent Millay Read by Barbara Morgan

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 8 Sep 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Barbara Morgan

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> An Ancient Gesture by Edna St. Vincent Millay Homemade Sounds 00:01:19 Read by Barbara Morgan Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Barbara Morgan Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman patience, penelope, an ancient gesture, regret, missing, poetry, odyssey, edna st vincent millay false full 71 4 aa52dcfe-8345-4593-8e6d-a692bb35cd6d Porch Swing in September by Ted Kooser Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 5 Sep 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Porch Swing in September by Ted Kooser Homemade Sounds 00:01:04 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman ted kooser, porch swing in september, labor day, end of summer, american poetry, poetry false full 70 4 cc2814c0-8cb0-4413-8247-548e0c892968 The Emperor of Ice-Cream by Wallace Stevens Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 1 Sep 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Emperor of Ice-Cream by Wallace Stevens Homemade Sounds 00:01:27 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman mourning, the emperor of ice cream, modernist poetry, imagist, death, wallace stevens, poetry false full 69 4 526ecdb3-461d-4d5e-b5af-e41b87db3a02 The Lake Isle of Innisfree by W.B. Yeats Read by Christopher Kendrick

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 29 Aug 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Christopher Kendrick

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Lake Isle of Innisfree by W.B. Yeats Homemade Sounds 00:01:29 Read by Christopher Kendrick Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Christopher Kendrick Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman nature poetry, wb yeats, the lake isle of innisfree, nostalgia, memory, irish, irish poetry, poetry false full 68 4 fa8456fe-47b4-4362-944e-4062d1c3164b Late Summer by Jennifer Grotz Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 25 Aug 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Late Summer by Jennifer Grotz Homemade Sounds 00:01:53 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman summer poetry, nostalgia, nature, jennifer grotz, american poetry, late summer, poetry false full 67 4 c016eb10-c34a-484b-9511-19e82fbccc9b Rip Rap by Gary Snyder Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 22 Aug 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Rip Rap by Gary Snyder Homemade Sounds 00:01:31 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman nature poetry, riprap, nature, beat generation, gary snyder, poetry, budhism false full 66 4 504d46a6-f032-4237-9447-3a3b2c5be070 On the Beach at Night Alone by Walt Whitman Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 18 Aug 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> On the Beach at Night Alone by Walt Whitman Homemade Sounds 00:02:06 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman ocean, universe, galaxy, on the beach at night alone, walt whitman, american poetry, poetry, leaves of grass, transcendentalism false full 65 4 a652127f-7f68-41ff-b12a-394ac790bfd7 The Building by Philip Larkin Read by Christopher Kendrick

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 15 Aug 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Christopher Kendrick

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Building by Philip Larkin Homemade Sounds 00:04:56 Read by Christopher Kendrick Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Christopher Kendrick Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman the building, hull, death, architecture, hull royal infirmary, english poetry, poetry, philip larkin, decay false full 64 4 4150f6e8-7f18-4137-90d6-39269e36b190 Summer Nocturne by Stephen Dunn Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 11 Aug 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Summer Nocturne by Stephen Dunn Homemade Sounds 00:01:32 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman summer poetry, stephen dunn, nostalgia, memory, sadness, summer nocturne, poetry, melancholy false full 63 4 66f1298e-a6ca-4f77-9aa7-c0c011fc3734 Rochelle by Reuben Jackson Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 8 Aug 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Rochelle by Reuben Jackson Homemade Sounds 00:00:50 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman african american poetry, nostalgia, rochelle, memory, love of poetry, reuben jackson, poetry false full 62 4 386c7787-78e8-49a2-a351-e69788232a8c Summer Stars by Carl Sandburg Read by Dave Luukkonen

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 4 Aug 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Dave Luukkonen

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Summer Stars by Carl Sandburg Homemade Sounds 00:00:44 Read by Dave Luukkonen Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Dave Luukkonen Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman carl sandburg, summer poetry, stars, nostalgia, nature, summer stars, poetry false full 61 4 02dad4a1-09e7-4f28-9772-b466b5cb1968 Remember by Christina Rossetti Read by Edith Brennan
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 1 Aug 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Edith Brennan
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Remember by Christina Rossetti Homemade Sounds 00:01:13 Read by Edith Brennan Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Edith Brennan Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman victorian period, love, remember, christina rossetti, loss, grief, poetry, forgetting false full 60 4 b0b49bb8-c0a3-4d18-94fc-7d72445aa4d2 When I Am With You by Robert Bly Read by Ken Marks
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 28 Jul 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Ken Marks
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> When I Am With You by Robert Bly Homemade Sounds 00:01:21 Read by Ken Marks Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Ken Marks Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman reflection, robert bly, american poetry, when i am with you, poetry, introspection false full 59 4 70d39c69-cdc6-4468-b004-fbfd003e0ff9 The Beach In August by Weldon Kees Read by Weldon Kees

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 25 Jul 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Weldon Kees

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Beach In August by Weldon Kees Homemade Sounds 00:01:21 Read by Weldon Kees Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Weldon Kees Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman weldon kees, summer, death, american poetry, poetry, the beach in august false full 58 4 66855e93-98fb-4436-99b2-7ecc0bd8df88 Fire and Ice by Robert Frost Read by Douglas Merrill

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 21 Jul 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Douglas Merrill

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Fire and Ice by Robert Frost Homemade Sounds 00:00:47 Read by Douglas Merrill Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Douglas Merrill Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman poems, robert frost, end of the world, american poetry, poetry, fire and ice false full 57 4 60eda4f8-2d81-497d-9bbb-e220a352f567 'Our revels now are ended' by William Shakespeare Read by Barrington Morse

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 18 Jul 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Barrington Morse

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> 'Our revels now are ended' by William Shakespeare Homemade Sounds 00:01:05 Read by Barrington Morse Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Barrington Morse Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman william shakespeare, english poetry, ghosts, poetry, actors, the tempest false full 56 4 762168e1-701d-424e-87ee-f784f99b34b3 Love is Not All (Sonnet XXX) by Edna St. Vincent Millay Read by Brooke Phillips

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 14 Jul 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Brooke Phillips

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Love is Not All (Sonnet XXX) by Edna St. Vincent Millay Homemade Sounds 00:01:20 Read by Brooke Phillips Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Brooke Phillips Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman female poetry, poem, edna st. vincent millay, love is not all, sonnets, american poetry, heartbreak, poetry, drinking false full 55 4 a87ee840-8f16-4988-b05f-3faf5842c3d0 Song of a Hopeful Heart by Dorothy Parker Read by Douglas Freeman

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 11 Jul 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Douglas Freeman

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Song of a Hopeful Heart by Dorothy Parker Homemade Sounds 00:01:36 Read by Douglas Freeman Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Douglas Freeman Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman end of romance, boredom, the new yorker, song of a hopeful heart, american poetry, humor, end of an affair, algonquin roundtable, heartbreak, poetry, dorothy parker false full 54 4 36613af2-264b-4793-a92b-cde1149f4650 A Not So Good Night in the San Pedro of the World by Charles Bukowski Read by Bill Carlton

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 7 Jul 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Bill Carlton

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> A Not So Good Night in the San Pedro of the World by Charles Bukowski Homemade Sounds 00:01:23 Read by Bill Carlton Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Bill Carlton Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman a not so great night in the san pedro of the world, frustration, charles bukowski, mediocrity, boredom, poetry, american false full 53 4 875c6ab7-947b-44fa-9c08-5de57e69b5fd Jefferson's Last Public Letter (Monticello, June 24, 1826) by Thomas Jefferson Read by Marcus Ellsworth

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 4 Jul 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Marcus Ellsworth

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Jefferson's Last Public Letter (Monticello, June 24, 1826) by Thomas Jefferson Homemade Sounds 00:03:30 Read by Marcus Ellsworth Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Marcus Ellsworth Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman july 4th, presidents, artifacts, thomas jefferson, american history, independence day, last letter, poetry false full 52 4 189cf4c5-706e-4ba4-9b26-9a03c7b4eb5f The Shadow on the Stone by Thomas Hardy Read by Michael Stuhlbarg

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 30 Jun 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Michael Stuhlbarg

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Shadow on the Stone by Thomas Hardy Homemade Sounds 00:01:40 Read by Michael Stuhlbarg Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Michael Stuhlbarg Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman the shadow on the stone, regret, love poetry, thomas hardy, english poetry, ghosts, sadness, heartbreak, poetry false full 51 4 ec7ac733-169a-4202-bcc2-827adec25eaf Our Conversation by Franz Wright Read by Dave Luukkonen

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 27 Jun 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Dave Luukkonen

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Our Conversation by Franz Wright Homemade Sounds 00:02:44 Read by Dave Luukkonen Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Dave Luukkonen Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman remorse, franz wright, forgetful, love poetry, our conversation, heartbreak, poetry false full 50 4 51a99e6b-ab2b-46b8-a513-19bddea09c7b Wynhollow and the Man from Mars by Josh Vasquez Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 23 Jun 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Wynhollow and the Man from Mars by Josh Vasquez Homemade Sounds 00:02:10 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman mark wisse, death, american poetry, josh vasquez, poetry, wynhollow and the man from mars, eulogy false full 49 4 0a7d2159-d7c7-4735-bab6-eff73a4ec7c6 Tea at the Palaz of Hoon by Wallace Stevens Read by Martin Roehler

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 20 Jun 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Martin Roehler

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Tea at the Palaz of Hoon by Wallace Stevens Homemade Sounds 00:01:07 Read by Martin Roehler Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Martin Roehler Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman imagist poetry, solipsism, imagist, tea at the palaz of hoon, wallace stevens, poetry false full 48 4 c47119c7-a642-475f-b681-25d18fa0836b Love Poem Near the End of the World by Stephen Dunn Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 16 Jun 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Love Poem Near the End of the World by Stephen Dunn Homemade Sounds 00:01:19 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman stephen dunn, love poetry, time, poetry, moments, love poem near the end of the world false full 47 4 355092cb-4995-4ee3-a7cb-511e55c95d1b First Love by John Clare Read By Harold Gold

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 13 Jun 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read By Harold Gold

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> First Love by John Clare Homemade Sounds 00:01:40 Read By Harold Gold Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read By Harold Gold Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman john clare, love poetry, first love, english poetry, poetry false full 46 4 dc55c94f-ba19-4a81-bb8a-06db6f3d0330 A Glint by Ted Kooser Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 9 Jun 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> A Glint by Ted Kooser Homemade Sounds 00:01:15 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman nature poetry, ted kooser, memory, time, a glint, american poetry, poetry false full 45 4 b3afa34c-22d1-465e-b93a-7051324cdf82 To Paula in Late Spring by W.S. Merwin Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 6 Jun 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> To Paula in Late Spring by W.S. Merwin Homemade Sounds 00:01:06 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman spring, nostalgia, to paula in late spring, memory, love, ws merwin, american poetry, poetry false full 44 4 b34ca888-ae0d-454c-a429-60bdd1c612e9 The Walk by Thomas Hardy Read by Mary Smith

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 2 Jun 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Mary Smith

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Walk by Thomas Hardy Homemade Sounds 00:00:50 Read by Mary Smith Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Mary Smith Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman memory, the walk, love, thomas hardy, english poetry, poetry, lament false full 43 4 cc905c0b-e674-43ca-aa3e-7da0d87c829a The Cinnamon Peeler by Michael Ondaatje Read by Bob Franks

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 30 May 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Bob Franks

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Cinnamon Peeler by Michael Ondaatje Homemade Sounds 00:02:25 Read by Bob Franks Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Bob Franks Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman the cinnamon peeler, the english patient, writing, love, lover poetry, desire, letting go, michael ondaatje false full 42 4 2102ef9e-1189-43aa-aeda-bd6cfb01416a Postcards to Ilya Kaminsky by Deborah Kelly Read by Deborah Kelly

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 26 May 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Deborah Kelly

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Postcards to Ilya Kaminsky by Deborah Kelly Homemade Sounds 00:10:28 Read by Deborah Kelly Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Deborah Kelly Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman postcards to ilya kaminsky, ukraine, nostalgia, deborah kelly, memory, travel, american poetry, chris marker, poetry, sans soleil false full 41 4 67395946-5927-4d39-9ef0-040e4d6d992d Metabolic by Deborah Kelly Read by Deborah Kelly

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 23 May 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Deborah Kelly

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Metabolic by Deborah Kelly Homemade Sounds 00:01:22 Read by Deborah Kelly Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Deborah Kelly Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman metabolic, nostalgia, deborah kelly, memory, america poetry, learning to change, poetry false full 40 4 2fae59d9-0376-4aa2-8f58-ec2fb688f7bd The Story by Mark Strand Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 19 May 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Story by Mark Strand Homemade Sounds 00:01:22 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman reflection, meaninglessness, nostalgia, the story, dread, mark strand, american poetry, poetry false full 39 4 ecd2d8fa-3448-4149-b8ec-1ee69fcb9331 Dismantling the House by Stephen Dunn Read by Michael Stuhlbarg

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 16 May 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Michael Stuhlbarg

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Dismantling the House by Stephen Dunn Homemade Sounds 00:01:30 Read by Michael Stuhlbarg Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Michael Stuhlbarg Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman stephen dunn, nostalgia, memory, american poetry, dismantling the house, new school, poetry false full 38 4 34c745ee-93b4-42c8-9379-7bd5fbc32716 Sonnet 17 by Pablo Neruda Read by Gretchen Whitney

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 12 May 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Gretchen Whitney

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Sonnet 17 by Pablo Neruda Homemade Sounds 00:01:17 Read by Gretchen Whitney Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Gretchen Whitney Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman sonnet 17, pablo neruda, secret love, love poetry, longing, poetry, spanish false full 37 4 e1ae2c20-0f97-4545-a28a-b1b0e71e24b3 Meditation at Lagunitas by Robert Hass Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 9 May 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Meditation at Lagunitas by Robert Hass Homemade Sounds 00:02:54 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman nostalgia, pleasure, memory, nature, mediation at lagunitas, robert hass, meditation, american poetry, healing, poetry false full 36 4 dafb7c36-5315-4e91-a90f-c3784792e663 The Tide Rises, The Tide Falls by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 5 May 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Tide Rises, The Tide Falls by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Homemade Sounds 00:01:37 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman journey, nature poetry, movement, longfellow, american poetry, the tide rises the tide falls, poetry false full 35 4 768521c3-eec0-47df-a5e1-8bcc96e2f77c The Day is Done by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Read by Christopher Kendrick

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 2 May 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Christopher Kendrick

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Day is Done by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Homemade Sounds 00:03:08 Read by Christopher Kendrick Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Christopher Kendrick Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman reflection, nostalgia, the day is done, death, longfellow, english poetry, grief, poetry false full 34 4 efd3692c-e738-4ff3-bb66-8838c29309d3 Barking by Jim Harrison Read by Bethany Pfeiffer

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 28 Apr 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Bethany Pfeiffer

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Barking by Jim Harrison Homemade Sounds 00:00:44 Read by Bethany Pfeiffer Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Bethany Pfeiffer Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman life, nature, american poetry, jim harrison, poetry, barking false full 33 4 03b94b9e-09f2-487d-a5e0-f9d8542770ec During Wind and Rain by Thomas Hardy Read by Michael Stuhlbarg

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 25 Apr 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Michael Stuhlbarg

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> During Wind and Rain by Thomas Hardy Homemade Sounds 00:01:48 Read by Michael Stuhlbarg Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Michael Stuhlbarg Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman nature, weather, thomas hardy, time, during wind and rain, english poetry, poetry false full 32 4 3533ece9-fd82-42e4-aba4-4324ee2c489d When You Are Old by W.B. Yates Read Griffin Richardson

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 21 Apr 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read Griffin Richardson

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> When You Are Old by W.B. Yates Homemade Sounds 00:01:32 Read Griffin Richardson Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read Griffin Richardson Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman reflection, wb yates, when you are old, memory, time, death, english poetry, poetry false full 31 4 e85e4d39-14fd-42e3-91b7-07e584c6018b Home is So Sad by Philip Larkin Read by Christopher Kendrick

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 18 Apr 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Christopher Kendrick

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Home is So Sad by Philip Larkin Homemade Sounds 00:01:10 Read by Christopher Kendrick Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Christopher Kendrick Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman nostalgia, regret, home is so sad, english poetry, sadness, poetry, philip larkin false full 30 4 5124372f-957e-4c6c-8f8b-4d94e34bff15 Voices of the Air by Katherine Mansfield Read by Hannah Sullivan

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 14 Apr 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Hannah Sullivan

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Voices of the Air by Katherine Mansfield Homemade Sounds 00:01:25 Read by Hannah Sullivan Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Hannah Sullivan Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman spiritual, nature poetry, voices in the air, nature, poetry, katherine mansfield false full 29 4 27b9dbd8-d23b-445a-8fcd-7c87d3d9afcf To What You Said by Walt Whitman Read by Jared Fried

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 11 Apr 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Jared Fried

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> To What You Said by Walt Whitman Homemade Sounds 00:01:25 Read by Jared Fried Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Jared Fried Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman to what you said, love, song of myself, walt whitman, american poetry, poetry, leaves of grass false full 28 4 95f7942e-081c-48ca-912e-1c32450673a7 A Tale by Louise Bogan Read by Barbara Rosenblatt

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 7 Apr 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Barbara Rosenblatt

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> A Tale by Louise Bogan Homemade Sounds 00:01:26 Read by Barbara Rosenblatt Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Barbara Rosenblatt Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman louise bogan, female poetry, youth, american poetry, a tale, fable, poetry false full 27 4 7e95fcf3-2b96-49c1-8c92-f695db896151 March by Dominique Elliott Read by Dominique Elliott

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 4 Apr 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Dominique Elliott

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> March by Dominique Elliott Homemade Sounds 00:01:44 Read by Dominique Elliott Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Dominique Elliott Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman current affairs, dominique elliot, hopelessness, time, march, bleakness, poetry false full 26 4 3b01038e-531b-477e-97df-f005fda3f203 Applesauce by Ted Kooser Read by Marge Holloway

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 31 Mar 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Marge Holloway

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Applesauce by Ted Kooser Homemade Sounds 00:01:47 Read by Marge Holloway Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Marge Holloway Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman ted kooser, modern poetry, food poetry, memory, american poetry, applesauce, moms, poetry, iowa false full 25 4 05c85e45-1feb-4628-8514-731a72a4de0b Penumbrae by John Updike Read by Dave Luukkonen

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 28 Mar 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Dave Luukkonen

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Penumbrae by John Updike Homemade Sounds 00:01:47 Read by Dave Luukkonen Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Dave Luukkonen Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman reflection, nature poetry, shadows, reading pa, american poetry, penumbrae, poetry, john updike false full 24 4 7e48dd63-4e1f-4be7-937a-93235b1f9648 Calmly We Walk through This April's Day by Delmore Schwartz Read by Dave Luukkonen

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 24 Mar 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Dave Luukkonen

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Calmly We Walk through This April's Day by Delmore Schwartz Homemade Sounds 00:02:37 Read by Dave Luukkonen Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Dave Luukkonen Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman reflection, fugal poems, lou reed, nostalgia, memory, delmore schwartz, calmly we walk through this april's day, poetry false full 23 4 7acc2b22-9f5f-447f-a3aa-079de3cc3e17 To the Harbormaster by Frank O'Hara Read by Jack Wellman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 21 Mar 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Jack Wellman

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> To the Harbormaster by Frank O'Hara Homemade Sounds 00:01:22 Read by Jack Wellman Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Jack Wellman Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman modern poetry, mortality, new york school of poetry, frank ohara, fear, modern, poetry, to the harbormaster false full 22 4 ccf80b03-5cb8-476a-83c0-01a46d14a429 Instead of Losing by John Ashbery Read by Terry Casburn

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 17 Mar 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Instead of Losing by John Ashbery Homemade Sounds 00:02:32 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman reflection, new school poetry, memory, new york school, instead of losing, john ashbery, escaping, poetry false full 21 4 8c35657e-0919-4f79-b0c1-dd5993f2dab7 Encounter by Czeslaw Milosz Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 14 Mar 2022 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Encounter by Czeslaw Milosz Homemade Sounds 00:01:01 Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman modern poetry, polish, polish poetry, poetry, czeslaw milosz, encounter false full 20 4 83a8e242-2a7f-46ef-b24d-f231d044ded7 When I have Fears That I May Cease to Be by John Keats Read by Christopher Kendrick

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 10 Mar 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Christopher Kendrick

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> When I have Fears That I May Cease to Be by John Keats Homemade Sounds 00:01:20 Read by Christopher Kendrick Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Christopher Kendrick Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman dissapointment, john keats, death, romantic poetry, english poetry, fear, when i have fears that i may cease to be, poetry false full 19 4 b34620ae-e264-464b-826a-828ec2d0358c Modern Love by John Keats Read by Christopher Kendrick
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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 7 Mar 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Christopher Kendrick
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Modern Love by John Keats Homemade Sounds 00:01:57 Read by Christopher Kendrick Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Christopher Kendrick Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman poem, john keats, romantic poetry, poet, english poetry, poetry, modern love false full 18 4 605a915e-8024-4400-b80e-76e3b2e25a3d The Tyger by William Blake Read by Michael Stahlburg
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 3 Mar 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Michael Stahlburg
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Tyger by William Blake Homemade Sounds 00:01:36 Read by Michael Stahlburg Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Michael Stahlburg Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman british romanticism, william blake, english poetry, god, poetry, creation, the tyger false full 17 4 fb1b6bf1-2b8c-41d2-82eb-c8136d8bfd93 The Shield of Achillies By W.H. Auden Read by Christopher Kendrick

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 28 Feb 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Christopher Kendrick

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Shield of Achillies By W.H. Auden Homemade Sounds 00:04:39 Read by Christopher Kendrick Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Christopher Kendrick Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman the shield achillies, poem, english poetry, modern, poetry, oppression, wh auden, war poetry false full 16 4 4b974875-845f-4e1f-a89c-7a281bc5dd09 The House Was Quiet and The World Was Calm by Wallace Stevens Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 24 Feb 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The House Was Quiet and The World Was Calm by Wallace Stevens Homemade Sounds 00:01:45 Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman modernist, the house was quiet and the world was calm, wallace stevens, american poetry, poetry false full 15 4 2d1b0d4d-7886-456d-b0e9-f19de11d8d4d Song to Celia By Ben Johnson Read by Michael Stuhlbarg
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 21 Feb 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Michael Stuhlbarg
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Song to Celia By Ben Johnson Homemade Sounds 00:01:05 Read by Michael Stuhlbarg Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Michael Stuhlbarg Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman ben johnson, michael stuhlbarg, american poetry, english poetry, song to celia, renaissance, poetry false full 14 4 852a98ec-9567-4077-8e5c-bfb77f4ca7ce Men I'm Not Married To by Dorothy Parker Read by Michelle Fry
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 17 Feb 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Michelle Fry
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Men I'm Not Married To by Dorothy Parker Homemade Sounds 00:01:45 Read by Michelle Fry Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Michelle Fry Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman satire, men i'm not married to, wit, funny poetry, heartache, american poetry, poetry, dorothy parker false full 13 4 c6563814-908e-42f5-8caa-03f01562e08d Recurrence by Dorothy Parker Read by Robin Anne Rapaport
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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 14 Feb 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Robin Anne Rapaport
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Recurrence by Dorothy Parker Homemade Sounds 00:01:14 Read by Robin Anne Rapaport Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Robin Anne Rapaport Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman recurrence, love poetry, bittersweet, valentines day, american poetry, heartbreak, poetry, dorothy parker false full 12 4 4fa1f631-1ecd-4182-bec7-8af87e2dd74d Tonight by Agha Shahid Ali Read by Michael Stuhlbarg
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 10 Feb 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Michael Stuhlbarg
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Tonight by Agha Shahid Ali Homemade Sounds 00:02:37 Read by Michael Stuhlbarg / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Michael Stuhlbarg / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman tonight, agha shahid ali, arabic poetry, kashmir poetry, persian poetry, ghazal, poetry false full 11 4 3c470132-d90d-48c8-a3f9-416dc1f352af The Tobacco Shop by Fernando Pessoa Read by Terry Casburn
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 7 Feb 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn
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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Tobacco Shop by Fernando Pessoa Homemade Sounds 00:11:53 Read by Terry Casburn / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman fernando pessoa, poem, regret, memory, words in the air, tobacco shop, longing, poetry, portuguese poetry false full 10 4 2a8679e3-2513-4b47-beed-063bec6de4de As She Passes by Fernando Pessoa Read by Terry Casburn
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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 3 Feb 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> As She Passes by Fernando Pessoa Homemade Sounds 00:01:15 Read by Terry Casburn / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman fernando pessoa, as she passes, love poetry, portugese poetry, heartbreak, poetry false full 9 4 ff13de07-8542-4a78-ad74-7adba7ad077f Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost Read by Shane Morris
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 31 Jan 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Shane Morris
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost Homemade Sounds 00:02:03 Read by Shane Morris / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Shane Morris / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman stopping by woods on a snowy evening, poem, mortality, robert frost, death, american poetry, poetry, introspection false full 8 4 ca51cdfb-5be6-4fed-abd0-7edfa807a4d4 Music Box by Jorge Luis Borges Read by Terry Casburn
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 27 Jan 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Music Box by Jorge Luis Borges Homemade Sounds 00:01:35 Read by Terry Casburn / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman poems, memory, argentinian poetry, jorge luis borges, labryinths, poetry, music box false full 7 4 052d3dd2-48d2-436e-a50c-9e08132a57bd On His Blindness by Jorge Luis Borges Read by Terry Casburn
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 24 Jan 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn
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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> On His Blindness by Jorge Luis Borges Homemade Sounds 00:01:28 Read by Terry Casburn / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman latin poetry, on his blindness, argentinian poetry, blindess, jorge luis borges, borges, poetry, introspection false full 6 4 5787139e-6327-4390-a5a0-1dd23fca2b8a 5 Haikus by Richard Wright Read by Marcus Ellsworth
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 20 Jan 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Marcus Ellsworth
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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> 5 Haikus by Richard Wright Homemade Sounds 00:01:01 Read by Marcus Ellsworth / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Marcus Ellsworth / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman african american poetry, 20th century poetry, native son, richard wright, 5 haikus, poetry, haiku false full 5 4 a63b90ae-0bbb-4cbb-bdee-ee6aad38a5f2 Lines: The cold earth slept below by Percy Bysshe Shelley Read by Ben Wegman
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 17 Jan 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Ben Wegman
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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Lines: The cold earth slept below by Percy Bysshe Shelley Homemade Sounds 00:02:27 Read by Ben Wegman / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Ben Wegman / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman percy bysshe shelley, victorian poetry, winter, shelley, english poetry, poetry, lines: the cold earth slept below false full 4 4 ee1ea484-0920-4d6c-b3c0-e9d6ca1f8b53 Do The Dead Know What Time It Is? by Kenneth Patchen Read by Craig Roberts
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 13 Jan 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Craig Roberts
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Do The Dead Know What Time It Is? by Kenneth Patchen Homemade Sounds 00:01:33 Read by Craig Roberts / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Craig Roberts / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman do the dead know what time it is?, new york school of poetry, kenneth patchen, american poetry, sadness, poetry false full 3 4 a4577284-2306-42e7-a606-f0937413dcfa X Minus X by Kenneth Fearing Read by Craig Roberts
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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 10 Jan 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Craig Roberts
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> X Minus X by Kenneth Fearing Homemade Sounds 00:01:10 Read by Craig Roberts / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Craig Roberts / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman surreal, x minus x, american poetry, loss, letting go, poetry, kenneth fearing, new york poetry false full 2 4 d1cc190e-c129-4df0-bfc0-a8ca0811b0b5 The Snow is Deep on the Ground by Kenneth Patchen Read by Dave Luukkonen
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 6 Jan 2022 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Dave Luukkonen
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Snow is Deep on the Ground by Kenneth Patchen Homemade Sounds 00:01:07 Read by Dave Luukkonen / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Dave Luukkonen / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman winter, nature, love, kenneth patchen, desire, american poetry, the snow is deep on the ground, poetry false full 1 4 a19113c8-7b34-4752-9f8a-9b110a4e5381 Ye Banks and Braes O Bonnie Doon/Auld Lang Syne by Robert Burns Sung by James Kenna / Production Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Fri, 31 Dec 2021 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Sung by James Kenna / Production Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Ye Banks and Braes O Bonnie Doon/Auld Lang Syne by Robert Burns Homemade Sounds 00:01:51 Sung by James Kenna / Production Kevin Seaman Sung by James Kenna / Production Kevin Seaman auld lang syne, scottish poetry, new years eve, robert burns, poetry false full 219 3 d7cddf12-7035-4a1a-91d7-3777da7262e0 Skywalking by Charles Simic Read by Terry Casburn
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Fri, 31 Dec 2021 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Skywalking by Charles Simic Homemade Sounds 00:01:02 Read by Terry Casburn/Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn/Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman skywalking, surrealist, croatian poetry, charles simic, american poetry, poetry false full 218 3 2c073f90-c7f4-4eb9-b308-60c9f6cfb71d Snowfall in the November Afternoon by Robert Bly Read by Dave Luukkonen
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 16 Dec 2021 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Dave Luukkonen
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Snowfall in the November Afternoon by Robert Bly Homemade Sounds 00:01:20 Read by Dave Luukkonen / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Dave Luukkonen / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman nature poetry, robert bly, darkness, american poetry, snowfall in the november afternoon, poetry, winter poems false full 217 3 639087b0-9d40-4b87-a73e-0fd05227c971 Monet's Haystacks by Robert Bly Read by Dave Luukkonen
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 13 Dec 2021 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Dave Luukkonen
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Monet's Haystacks by Robert Bly Homemade Sounds 00:01:53 Read by Dave Luukkonen/Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Dave Luukkonen/Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman monets haystacks, robert bly, art, american poetry, pastoral, poetry, disappointment false full 216 3 e809939e-9dea-4a96-aebc-712be10a4baa Talking in Bed by Philip Larkin Read by Christopher Kendrick
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 9 Dec 2021 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Christopher Kendrick
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Talking in Bed by Philip Larkin Homemade Sounds 00:01:16 Read by Christopher Kendrick/Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Christopher Kendrick/Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman relationships, 20th century poetry, talking in bed, english poetry, marriage, poetry, philip larkin, depression false full 215 3 a08b7f1a-53ba-451f-a911-7f005b12080e High Windows by Philip Larkin Read by Christopher Kendrick
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 6 Dec 2021 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Christopher Kendrick
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> High Windows by Philip Larkin Homemade Sounds 00:01:49 Read by Christopher Kendrick/Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Christopher Kendrick/Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman middle age, high windows, english poetry, suicide, bleak, poetry, philip larkin, giving up true full 214 3 74020575-60e0-4b07-a154-cd3d4f9c5fd0 The Coming of the Light by Mark Strand Read by Terry Casburn
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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 2 Dec 2021 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Coming of the Light by Mark Strand Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman 00:00:47 Read by Terry Casburn/Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn/Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman the coming of the light, life, mark strand, american poetry, awaking, poetry, winter poems false full 213 3 1374ba88-c95e-46b8-ac20-5e25b4d7595b Film Noir by Aram Saroyan Read by Aram Saroyan
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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 29 Nov 2021 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Aram Saroyan
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Film Noir by Aram Saroyan Homemade Sounds 00:03:43 Read by Aram Saroyan/Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Aram Saroyan/Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman new york school of poetry, black mountain poets, beat poetry, film noir, aram saroyan, cinema, poetry, the anti hero false full 212 3 b9664315-5e1e-4392-b05a-11b19517db02 In Heaven/Places Among the Stars by Stephen Crane Read by Terry Casburn
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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 25 Nov 2021 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> In Heaven/Places Among the Stars by Stephen Crane Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman 00:02:00 Read by Terry Casburn/Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn/Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman in heaven, civil war poetry, american poetry, places among the stars, poetry, stephen crane false full 211 3 7aa6b651-915d-4a95-9fc6-981d0a38c57e In the Desert/I Saw a Man Pursuing the Horizon by Stephen Crane Read by Terry Casburn
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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 22 Nov 2021 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (terry casburn, kevin seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> In the Desert/I Saw a Man Pursuing the Horizon by Stephen Crane terry casburn, kevin seaman 00:01:31 Read by Terry Casburn / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman existential, red badge of courage, poem, in the desert, futility, civil war, american poetry, poetry, stephen crane false full 210 3 43062458-c202-4329-8236-9b41f9f555f6 Any fool can get into an ocean... by Jack Spicer Read by Jack Dahl
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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 18 Nov 2021 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Jack Dahl
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Any fool can get into an ocean... by Jack Spicer Homemade Sounds 00:01:16 Read by Jack Dahl / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Jack Dahl / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman any fool can get into an ocean, new school poetry, new york school, american poetry, jack spicer, poetry, queer poetry false full 209 3 50f16ab9-2da3-4bcc-8a2d-5b94f5c20ace Pickpocket by Kevin Killian Read by Terry Casburn
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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 15 Nov 2021 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Pickpocket by Kevin Killian Homemade Sounds 00:01:56 Read by Terry Casburn / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman modern poetry, city poetry, new york school, kevin killian, new school, poetry, rascals, pickpocket false full 208 3 e3fea81a-7d6c-4271-b25f-2b6296a18e6a Be Near Me by Faiz Ahmed Faiz Read by Dave Luukkonen
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 11 Nov 2021 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Dave Luukkonen, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Dave Luukkonen
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Be Near Me by Faiz Ahmed Faiz Dave Luukkonen, Kevin Seaman 00:01:42 Read by Dave Luukkonen / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Dave Luukkonen / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman be near me, faiz ahmed faiz, indian poetry, words in the air, heartache, desire, poetry false full 207 3 f6c13e77-f025-4049-b795-7ad80c3997d5 Before You Came by Faiz Ahmed Faiz Read by Dave Luukkonen
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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 8 Nov 2021 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Dave Luukkonen
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Before You Came by Faiz Ahmed Faiz Homemade Sounds 00:01:44 Read by Dave Luukkonen / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Dave Luukkonen / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman poets of exile, before you came, beauty, faiz ahmed faiz, indian poetry, love, poetry false full 206 3 c0e9f9f0-114d-4794-8ef3-83c950095054 The Good-Morrow by John Donne Read by Christopher Kendrick
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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 4 Nov 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Christopher Kendrick, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Christopher Kendrick
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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Good-Morrow by John Donne Christopher Kendrick, Kevin Seaman 00:01:52 Read by Christopher Kendrick / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Christopher Kendrick / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman journey, relationships, love, english poetry, john donne, poetry, sonnet, the good morrow false full 204 3 767fc02d-f8b4-4fcb-9118-f6a0073e0388 The Poem I Didn't Write by Raymond Carver Read by Terry Casburn
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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 1 Nov 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Poem I Didn't Write by Raymond Carver Terry Casburn, Kevin Seaman 00:01:04 Read by Terry Casburn / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman the poem i didn't write, short cuts, memory, raymond carver, love, american poetry, poetry, falling in love false full 203 3 5b8586b1-14e3-4953-9250-fa6ec031dca6 Disillusionment of Ten O’Clock by Wallace Stevens Read, Produced and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Sun, 31 Oct 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (kevin seaman) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read, Produced and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Disillusionment of Ten O’Clock by Wallace Stevens kevin seaman 00:00:48 Read, Produced and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read, Produced and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman disillusionment of ten o’clock, imagist, halloween, wallace stevens, ghosts, read, poetry, modern american poetry false full 205 3 986a3d2b-57fa-4316-b93f-5c31210c5127 An Evening by Georg Trakl Read by Terry Casburn
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 28 Oct 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> An Evening by Georg Trakl Homemade Sounds 00:01:14 Read by Terry Casburn / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman georg trakl, austrian expressionist, silence, halloween, dark, grief, an evening, austrian poetry, poetry, loneliness false full 202 3 9dddf9d7-660b-49d7-a681-807e857960c0 The Phantom Horsewoman by Thomas Hardy Read by Christopher Kendrick
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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 25 Oct 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Christopher Kendrick
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Phantom Horsewoman by Thomas Hardy Homemade Sounds 00:02:11 Read by Christopher Kendrick / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Christopher Kendrick / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman phantoms, halloween, thomas hardy, spooky, the phantom horsewoman, ghosts, poetry, victorian false full 201 3 b18cb1c8-9bad-4d4f-865a-1badcde0703a Dance of Death by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Read by Dave Luukkonen
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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 21 Oct 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Dave Luukkonen
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Dance of Death by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Homemade Sounds 00:04:05 Read by Dave Luukkonen / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Dave Luukkonen / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman german, dance of death, ingmar bergman, german poetry, halloween, halloween poetry, seventh seal, poetry, goethe false full 200 3 38da72ad-df3a-4c5c-bb61-c86dd993aa05 Portent by William Carlos Williams Read by Dave Luukkonen
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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 18 Oct 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Dave Luukkonen
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Portent by William Carlos Williams Homemade Sounds 00:01:12 Read by Dave Luukkonen / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Dave Luukkonen / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman portent, night terror, halloween, halloween poetry, william carlos williams, spooky, poetry false full 199 3 f9fca774-8f2f-4275-86b0-6a7a494f32f3 Ulalume By Edgar Allan Poe Read by Xander Berkeley
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 14 Oct 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Xander Berkeley
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Ulalume By Edgar Allan Poe Homemade Sounds 00:06:39 Read by Xander Berkeley / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Xander Berkeley / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman gothic poetry, ulalume, halloween, death, edgar allan poe, american poetry, ghosts, sadness, poetry false full 198 3 a37b1bea-544d-458c-ad31-7019731a1de6 Bond by Juana de Ibarbourou Read by AAP
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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 11 Oct 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by AAP
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Bond by Juana de Ibarbourou Homemade Sounds 00:02:38 Read by AAP / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by AAP / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman bond, heartache, hispanic heritage month, erotic, desire, sadness, poetry, juana de ibarbourou, spanish false full 197 3 df72de72-4776-4f67-9897-d88795884a53 Blue Sonata by John Ashbery Read By Terry Casburn
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 7 Oct 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read By Terry Casburn
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Blue Sonata by John Ashbery Homemade Sounds 00:03:18 Read By Terry Casburn / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read By Terry Casburn / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman modernism, new school of poetry, american poetry, john ashbery, blue sonata, poetry false full 196 3 f1b863c5-c5c5-442d-b5dd-f37aa9cd4c50 Love Song by John Ashbery Read by Terry Ashburn
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 4 Oct 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Ashburn
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Love Song by John Ashbery Homemade Sounds 00:01:12 Read by Terry Ashburn / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Ashburn / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman modernism, a love poem, new york school of poetry, love poetry, american poetry, john ashbery, poetry false full 195 3 2cc362d0-c985-4ddd-9f26-bf93b81d68f2 Under the Harvest Moon by Carl Sandburg Read by Dave Luukkonen
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 30 Sep 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Dave Luukkonen
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Under the Harvest Moon by Carl Sandburg Homemade Sounds 00:01:09 Read by Dave Luukkonen / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Dave Luukkonen / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman autumn, carl sandburg, modern poetry, harvest moon, nature, full moon, american poetry, under the harvest moon, poetry false full 194 3 5d9a2f7a-ed8d-4595-9626-700305cc5d23 Dreaming Fool by Carl Sandburg Read by Dave Luukkonen
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 27 Sep 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Dave Luukkonen
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Dreaming Fool by Carl Sandburg Homemade Sounds 00:00:41 Read by Dave Luukkonen / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Dave Luukkonen / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman dreaming fool, carl sandburg, modern poetry, imagist, love, desire, american poetry, chicago poetry, poetry, hope false full 193 3 c14b43a5-6e78-450a-96fc-d0a2f3382eee Not For That City by Charlotte Mew Read by Madeline McGowan
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 23 Sep 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Madeline McGowan
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Not For That City by Charlotte Mew Homemade Sounds 00:01:34 Read by Madeline McGowan / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Madeline McGowan / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman charlotte mew, 20th century, not for that city, landscape, english poetry, city, clive james, poetry false full 192 3 2723a724-9dd1-497e-9af8-05bd7b21d701 Fin de Fête by Charlotte Mew Read by Madeline McGowan
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 20 Sep 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Madeline McGowan
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Fin de Fête by Charlotte Mew Homemade Sounds 00:01:03 Read by Madeline McGowan / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Madeline McGowan / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman charlotte mew, 20th century poetry, end of something, fin de fête, english poetry, heartbreak, poetry false full 191 3 1d59f860-406e-442e-8abb-1cebf34881bd Clear in the September Light, by Mark Strand Read by Terry Casburn
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 16 Sep 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Clear in the September Light, by Mark Strand Homemade Sounds 00:01:25 Read by Terry Casburn / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman clear in the september light, fall poetry, delusion, september, mark strand, american poetry, metaphor, fall, poetry, surrealism false full 190 3 fc320509-3e2e-4082-8cbf-0dbd5887bbc3 The Escapee by Charles Simic Read by Terry Casburn
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 13 Sep 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Escapee by Charles Simic Homemade Sounds 00:00:46 Read by Terry Casburn / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman fantasy, the escapee, lost love poetry, love poetry, surrealist poetry, charles simic, modern, serbian poetry, poetry false full 189 3 5ca7a52e-1f2b-48a2-a994-1833727f15a6 Eros Turannos by Edwin Arlington Robinson Read by Harriet Books
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 9 Sep 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Harriet Books
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Eros Turannos by Edwin Arlington Robinson Homemade Sounds 00:02:55 Read by Harriet Books / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Harriet Books / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman broken marriage, carl sandburg, edwin arlington robinson, robert frost, sad love, tyranical love, american poetry, eros turranos, pulitzer, poetry, 1914, unhappiness false full 188 3 ad24853d-b07c-4a69-a478-a16c826d04ac Miniver Cheevy by Edwin Arlington Robinson Read by Dave Luukkonen
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 6 Sep 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Dave Luukkonen
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Miniver Cheevy by Edwin Arlington Robinson Homemade Sounds 00:02:04 Read by Dave Luukkonen / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Dave Luukkonen / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman miniver cheevy, woe, edwin arlington robinson, 19th century poetry, american poetry, daydreams, poetry false full 187 3 17e5e947-f192-4c05-ab0b-90d22d7e7477 Pendulum by Dominique May Elliott Read by Dominique Elliott
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 2 Sep 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Dominique Elliott
Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Pendulum by Dominique May Elliott Homemade Sounds 00:02:20 Read by Dominique Elliott / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Dominique Elliott / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman nature poetry, fragments, memory, nature, dominique, pendulum, belgian, poetry, melancholy false full 186 3 220dad7a-f7de-4f7f-b4fb-7c56c6b73bda Memory of Summer by Bruce F. Murphy Read by  Barbara Rosenblatt 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 30 Aug 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by  Barbara Rosenblatt 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Memory of Summer by Bruce F. Murphy Homemade Sounds 00:01:48 Read by Barbara Rosenblatt / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Barbara Rosenblatt / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman bruce f. murphy, summer poetry, nature, memory of summer, broken dreams, american poet, poetry, chaos false full 185 3 3c647665-f18f-44ee-b025-4b6569f4f09a Parties: A Hymn of Hate by Dorothy Parker Read by Vivian Moller 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 26 Aug 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Vivian Moller 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Parties: A Hymn of Hate by Dorothy Parker Homemade Sounds 00:03:26 Read by Vivian Moller / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Vivian Moller / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman satire, the new yorker, american poetry, comedic poetry, parties a hymn of hate, poetry, algonquin round table, paris review, dorothy parker false full 184 3 6e905f31-dde9-4755-80c1-dccdd82a3aaf In These Soft Trinities by Patricia Goedicke Read by Paula Scicluna 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 23 Aug 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Paula Scicluna 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> In These Soft Trinities by Patricia Goedicke Homemade Sounds 00:03:08 Read by Paula Scicluna / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Paula Scicluna / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman summer poetry, memory, sisters, in these soft trinities, nature poem, american poetry, patrica goedicke, poetry false full 183 3 5da79b21-a2ce-4d46-864c-531c2cd160c0 In the Museum of Lost Objects by Rebecca Lindenberg Read by Jacquelyn Graham 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 19 Aug 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Jacquelyn Graham 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> In the Museum of Lost Objects by Rebecca Lindenberg Homemade Sounds 00:01:45 Read by Jacquelyn Graham / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Jacquelyn Graham / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman rebecca lindenberg, in the museum of lost objects, memory, artifacts, museums, american poetry, loss, heartbreak, poetry false full 182 3 0c296e3b-0974-493e-a1b1-ebfaa0af7963 The Armadillo by Elizabeth Bishop Read by Sylvia Loveridge 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 16 Aug 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Sylvia Loveridge 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Armadillo by Elizabeth Bishop Homemade Sounds 00:02:30 Read by Sylvia Loveridge / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Sylvia Loveridge / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman nature, confessional, american poetry, elizabeth bishop, poetry, destruction, the armadillo, robert lowell false full 181 3 5e6cc9d2-5a02-4c3f-a6c9-e743f0e0456c Four Poems for Robin by Gary Snyder Read by Terry Casburn 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 12 Aug 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Four Poems for Robin by Gary Snyder Homemade Sounds 00:04:25 Read by Terry Casburn / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman old love, love poetry, beat generation, gary snyder, american poetry, first love, heartbreak, poetry false full 179 3 0c53abfe-c5c8-4c9a-ab37-a7dfce59f441 Pulled Down Shade by Charles Bukowski Read by Craig Roberts 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 9 Aug 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Craig Roberts 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Pulled Down Shade by Charles Bukowski Homemade Sounds 00:03:08 Read by Craig Roberts / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Craig Roberts / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman charles bukowski, pulled down shade, fwb, drunks, beat poetry, la life, barfly, american poetry, poetry, beat down, hobo false full 180 3 703279e1-01ca-4812-a709-2f303815ab6a Fishing on the Susquehanna in July by Billy Collins Read by Craig Roberts 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 5 Aug 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Craig Roberts 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Fishing on the Susquehanna in July by Billy Collins Homemade Sounds 00:02:25 Read by Craig Roberts / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Craig Roberts / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman daydream, imagination, billy collins, nature, fishing on the susquehanna in july, contemporary poetry, american poetry, poet laureate, poetry false full 178 3 abb16462-17d9-45be-b410-bd359f99a845 The Layers by Stanley Kunitz Read by Terry Casburn 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 2 Aug 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Layers by Stanley Kunitz Homemade Sounds 00:02:38 Read by Terry Casburn / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman moving forward, free verse, life, stanley kunitz, the layers, death, american poetry, healing, poetry false full 177 3 42206d3e-9df1-4b34-b103-9a0f0a04ce5f The Waking by Theodore Roethke Read by Dave Luukkonen 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 29 Jul 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Dave Luukkonen 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Waking by Theodore Roethke Homemade Sounds 00:02:08 Read by Dave Luukkonen / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Dave Luukkonen / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman theodore roethke, dreams, words in the air, death, insomnia, american poetry, imagists, poetry, the waking false full 176 3 1f3271e1-3ddb-4133-be50-9358f862b95f In a Dark Time by Theodore Roethke Read by Terry Casburn 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 26 Jul 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> In a Dark Time by Theodore Roethke Homemade Sounds 00:03:20 Read by Terry Casburn / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman in a dark time, self awareness, theodore roethke, nature, imagist, confessional, american poet, poetry false full 175 3 38ffd93d-38fb-45bd-bc91-b9a0201e20db The Crowd at the Ball Game by William Carlos Williams Read by Craig Roberts 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 22 Jul 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Craig Roberts 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Crowd at the Ball Game by William Carlos Williams Homemade Sounds 00:01:32 Read by Craig Roberts / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Craig Roberts / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman modern poetry, imagist, baseball, william carlos williams, beats, american poetry, poetry, the crowd at the ball game, baseball poetry false full 174 3 9ea995c0-c52f-4021-87ce-e78c6481c23a Nostalgia (The Lake at Night) by Lloyd Schwartz Read by Terry Casburn 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 19 Jul 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Nostalgia (The Lake at Night) by Lloyd Schwartz Homemade Sounds 00:04:11 Read by Terry Casburn / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman summer poetry, nostalgia, memory, lloyd schwartz, american poetry, elizabeth bishop, modern, poetry false full 173 3 db679bf6-f825-4744-9a61-83cd21343387 Fireflies in the Garden by Robert Frost Read by Dave Luukkonen 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 15 Jul 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Dave Luukkonen 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Fireflies in the Garden by Robert Frost Homemade Sounds 00:00:42 Read by Dave Luukkonen / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Dave Luukkonen / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman imitation, poem, summer, twilight, robert frost, fireflies in the garden, american poet, poetry false full 172 3 7f195867-2f02-4fdc-8de4-8b0b4710919e Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art By John Keats Read by Christopher Kendrick 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 12 Jul 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Christopher Kendrick 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art By John Keats Homemade Sounds 00:01:38 Read by Christopher Kendrick / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Christopher Kendrick / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman victorian poets, would i were stedfast as thou art, love poetry, love, obsession, john keats, romantic poetry, passion, bright star, english poetry, poetry false full 171 3 4b4b3d4e-a927-4ab3-8336-ec3fe1ceba93 American Haiku by Jack Kerouac Read by Terry Casburn 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 8 Jul 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> American Haiku by Jack Kerouac Homemade Sounds 00:02:18 Read by Terry Casburn / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman american haiku, jack kerouac, allen ginsberg, rain, nature, beat poetry, gary snyder, japanese poetry, american poetry, poetry, haiku false full 170 3 9e9629f6-7da5-4cf6-be28-f258d561ae08 Macavity: The Mystery Cat by T.S. Eliot Read by Craig Roberts 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 5 Jul 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Craig Roberts 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Macavity: The Mystery Cat by T.S. Eliot Homemade Sounds 00:03:37 Read by Craig Roberts / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Craig Roberts / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman cats, theft, macavity the mystery cat, childrens poems, american poetry, english poetry, deception, andrew lloyd weber, ts eliot false full 169 3 193be409-def9-4e93-93d5-bf643e76df8c Often I Am Permitted to Return to a Meadow by Robert Duncan Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 1 Jul 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Often I Am Permitted to Return to a Meadow by Robert Duncan Homemade Sounds 00:02:04 Read by Terry Casburn/Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn/Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman often i am permitted to return to a meadow, nature, black mountain, moving through time, walt whitman, american poetry, poetry, robert duncan false full 165 3 d958bf88-b051-4554-b130-e6db4a27e037 Death by Joe Brainard Read by Craig Roberts

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 28 Jun 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Craig Roberts

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Death by Joe Brainard Homemade Sounds 00:03:10 Read by Craig Roberts/Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Craig Roberts/Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman satire, joe brainard, mortality, new york school of poetry, new school of poetry, lgbtq, death, american poetry, comedic poetry, poetry false full 167 3 92daf564-5f2f-499a-a0b2-4f4ce5acf610 The Encounter by Vladimir Nabakov Read by Stephen Molloy

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 24 Jun 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Stephen Molloy

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Encounter by Vladimir Nabakov Homemade Sounds 00:02:41 Read by Stephen Molloy / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Stephen Molloy / Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman lust, modern poets, lolita, russian poetry, love poetry, words in the air, vladimir nabakov, obsession, heartache, the encounter, poetry false full 168 3 53cdd26e-4c3b-4b4b-9ac0-fcb11b9bbc02 Looking at the Moon After Rain by Li Po Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 21 Jun 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Terry Casburn

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Looking at the Moon After Rain by Li Po Homemade Sounds 00:01:35 Read by Terry Casburn/Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Terry Casburn/Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman sichuan province, chinese poetry, hanlin academy, looking at the moon after rain, nature, tang dynasty, self, ancient poetry, poetry, li po, landscapes false full 164 3 1c09f395-3bb5-445b-a453-da2e9ea213fa Ozymandias by Percy Bysshe Shelley Read by Michael Stuhlbarg

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 17 Jun 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Michael Stuhlbarg

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Ozymandias by Percy Bysshe Shelley Homemade Sounds 00:01:35 Read by Michael Stuhlbarg/ Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Michael Stuhlbarg/ Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman percy bysshe shelley, breaking bad, human folly, romantic poetry, desolation, english poetry, forgotten, poetry, destruction, ozymandias false full 163 3 eb7907ca-0668-4754-ba73-82ef675e88b8 At That Hour by James Joyce Read by L. Bloom 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Wed, 16 Jun 2021 01:38:34 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by L. Bloom 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> At That Hour by James Joyce Homemade Sounds 00:01:17 Read by L. Bloom/Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by L. Bloom/Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman bloomsday, romantic, nature, james joyce, ulysses, irish poetry, longing, at that hour, poetry false full 166 3 b05a4c73-707e-4d42-8e0d-47a9a99daf43 The Annihilation of Nothing By Thom Gunn Read by Nicholas Collard

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 14 Jun 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Nicholas Collard

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Annihilation of Nothing By Thom Gunn Homemade Sounds 00:02:01 Read by Nicholas Collard/ Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Nicholas Collard/ Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman existential, the annihilation of nothing, modern poetry, thom gunn, dreams, dream poetry, english poetry, poetry false full 162 3 92d78130-eb49-4273-9b84-19eec7780381 A Lone Musical Note for Hölderlin by Pere Gimferrer Read by Dave Dave Luukkonen

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 10 Jun 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Dave Dave Luukkonen

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> A Lone Musical Note for Hölderlin by Pere Gimferrer Homemade Sounds 00:01:34 Read by Dave Dave Luukkonen/ Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Dave Dave Luukkonen/ Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman unknowns, a lone musical note for holderlin, spanish poetry, pere gimferrer, astronomy, poetry, castilian poetry false full 161 3 4841fa64-1eab-4458-8d47-657cc4b586f9 How Clear, How Lovely Bright by A.E. Housman Read by Christopher Kendrick

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 7 Jun 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Christopher Kendrick

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> How Clear, How Lovely Bright by A.E. Housman Homemade Sounds 00:01:52 Read by Christopher Kendrick/ Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Christopher Kendrick/ Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman birth, circular life, remorseful day, words in the air, colin dexter, death, ae housman, english poetry, inspector morse, poetry, how clear how lovely bright, john thaw false full 160 3 989fb51d-bcf4-4aac-baa7-4137efa901a1 Hummingbird/Late Fragment by Raymond Carver Read by Craig Roberts

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 3 Jun 2021 01:14:53 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Read by Craig Roberts

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Hummingbird/Late Fragment by Raymond Carver Homemade Sounds 00:01:08 Read by Craig Roberts/ Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman Read by Craig Roberts/ Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman late fragment, raymond carver, hummingbird, love, death, american poetry, poetry false full 159 3 75151558-8c5f-49ab-b650-1b4a4be920e5 Always for the First Time by André Breton Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 31 May 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Always for the First Time by André Breton Homemade Sounds 00:03:14 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn andre breton, love poetry, heartache, dali, desire, french poetry, longing, poetry, surrealism false full 158 3 4ed8d75b-9d70-439e-928d-a1e837c79706 A Broken Appointment by Thomas Hardy Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 27 May 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> A Broken Appointment by Thomas Hardy Homemade Sounds 00:01:15 Read by Christopher Kendrick Read by Christopher Kendrick english poet, a broken appointment, thomas hardy, romantic poetry, heartbreak, poetry, victorian england, disappointment false full 157 3 fcd66f97-d073-4ccc-9d6a-81fdd90e16cf Psychoanalysis: An Elegy by Jack Spicer Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 24 May 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Psychoanalysis: An Elegy by Jack Spicer Homemade Sounds 00:03:20 Read by Craig Roberts Read by Craig Roberts modern poetry, city lights, words in the air, psychoanalysis, san francisco renaissance, california, jack spicer, poetry, san francisco false full 156 3 9be9c952-4d06-4e60-a5f9-a20de95874e3 Loneliness by Fanny Howe Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 20 May 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Loneliness by Fanny Howe Homemade Sounds 00:03:06 Read by Katherine Margaret, Querida Lu Ahn Funck & Karen Engelmeyer Read by Katherine Margaret, Querida Lu Ahn Funck & Karen Engelmeyer despair, fanny howe, american poetry, isolation, poetry, depression, loneliness false full 155 3 d43c2cd6-0720-4877-98c3-84a0170cd27b The Miser by Mona Van Duyn Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 17 May 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Miser by Mona Van Duyn Homemade Sounds 00:03:06 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn modern life, sneak, dybukk, mona van duyn, the miser, american poet, poetry false full 154 3 b789efba-9965-435b-a153-d9484cc4069b Luna Baedeker By Mina Loy Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 13 May 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Luna Baedeker By Mina Loy Homemade Sounds 00:01:56 Read by Lorie Black Read by Lorie Black modernism, modernist, lost generation, gertude stein, lunar baedeker, american poetry, english poetry, mina loy, poetry, chaos false full 153 3 9007cbe0-bab1-469e-847c-00d94c979686 The Nails by W.S. Merwin Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 10 May 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Nails by W.S. Merwin Homemade Sounds 00:03:17 Read by Ron Hayden and Jorge Douglas Ascencio Hernandez Read by Ron Hayden and Jorge Douglas Ascencio Hernandez words in the air, the nails, ws merwin, american poetry, heartbreak, bitter, poetry false full 152 3 98297d7c-d69a-4e34-b40d-42843224bcd1 The Past By Louise Glück Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 6 May 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Past By Louise Glück Homemade Sounds 00:01:45 Read by Amy Koch Read by Amy Koch pulitzer prize in poetry, the past by louise glück, memory, words in the air, contemporary poetry, american poetry, time standing still, poetry false full 151 3 ebf5f741-1341-4849-b286-dffa363cc426 La Belle Dame sans Merci: A Ballad by John Keats Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 3 May 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (rachel segal) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> La Belle Dame sans Merci: A Ballad by John Keats rachel segal 00:03:19 Read by Christopher Kendrick Read by Christopher Kendrick 150th episode, la belle dame sans merci: a ballad by john keats, the beautiful lady without mercy, siren song, femme fatale, words in the air, john keats, romantic poetry, love and death, english poetry, poetry false full 150 3 b7dc109a-e586-4702-b0aa-3bc1e14936a2 Eight Variations by Weldon Kees Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 29 Apr 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Eight Variations by Weldon Kees Homemade Sounds 00:07:48 Read by Dave Luukkonen Read by Dave Luukkonen suburbia, weldon kees, poem, surreal, imagist, words in the air, ts elliot, wallace stevens, eight variations, poetry false full 149 3 20e340a7-02f1-44ed-ae86-74b08c6274a8 Be Kind By Charles Bukowski Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 26 Apr 2021 16:50:41 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Be Kind By Charles Bukowski Homemade Sounds 00:01:08 Read by Craig Roberts Read by Craig Roberts mistakes, bukowski, regret, learning, be kind, american poetry, poetry false full 148 3 317d1f3a-8d5d-414c-885c-b247920c14c0 From the Long Sad Party by Mark Strand Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 22 Apr 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> From the Long Sad Party by Mark Strand Homemade Sounds 00:01:36 Read by Craig Roberts Read by Craig Roberts modernism, poem, new york school of poetry, words in the air, from the long sad party, mark strand, poetry, surrealism false full 147 3 99e6ec47-0236-4f8b-9089-d9b7d06f1b60 In Love as in Tourism by Xiao Yue Shan Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 19 Apr 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> In Love as in Tourism by Xiao Yue Shan Homemade Sounds 00:02:50 Read by Karen Engelmeyer Read by Karen Engelmeyer asian poetry, in love as in tourism, chinese poetry, xiao yue shan, lost, japanese poetry, poetry, tokyo false full 146 3 60297818-9957-49c4-98bb-a57c97ecaa6c The Cowboy by James Tate Production, Music and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 15 Apr 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production, Music and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Cowboy by James Tate Homemade Sounds 00:04:44 Read by Dave Luukkonen Read by Dave Luukkonen cowboy, james tate, words in the air, american west, westerns, american poetry, abstract, poetry, aliens, surrealism false full 145 3 77138984-18f0-48fd-aef7-624871d0b98f The New Chinese Fiction by James Tate Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 12 Apr 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The New Chinese Fiction by James Tate Homemade Sounds 00:02:07 Read by Craig Roberts Read by Craig Roberts the new chinese fiction, james tate, post modern poetry, american poetry, poetry, surrealism false full 144 3 c19c6bde-1754-4998-a7dd-a87a7a7d8b3c In Chandler Country by Dana Gioia Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 8 Apr 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> In Chandler Country by Dana Gioia Homemade Sounds 00:02:12 Read by Craig Roberts Read by Craig Roberts noir, dana gioia, homage, raymond chandler, in chandler country, contemporary poetry, american poetry, los angeles, mystery, poetry, hollywood false full 143 3 3dc5a7bf-d0cc-4072-b7cb-f4e2bd99c43b The Northeast Corridor by Donald Revell Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 5 Apr 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Northeast Corridor by Donald Revell Homemade Sounds 00:03:44 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn new york city, daviel revell, poems, trains, vietnam, black mountain school of poetry, the northeast corridor, words in the air, american poetry, poetry, rust belt poems false full 142 3 976566bd-0315-4997-bf78-944d01754741 Having A Coke With You by Frank O'Hara Production and Sound Design Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 1 Apr 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Having A Coke With You by Frank O'Hara Homemade Sounds 00:02:30 Read by Craig Roberts Read by Craig Roberts new york city, new york school, love poetry, american poetry, frank ohara, poetry, having a coke with you false full 141 3 13fd48a9-3db0-49f5-b634-1d304a87682d To Myself by Franz Wright Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 29 Mar 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> To Myself by Franz Wright Homemade Sounds 00:01:23 Read by Tucker Dally Johnston Read by Tucker Dally Johnston franz wright, poem, to myself, bus travel, travel, american poetry, isolation, poetry false full 140 3 d3ac9a81-9cf1-45c5-b26f-5ab886ecda60 Four Sonnets by Edna St. Vincent Millay Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 25 Mar 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Four Sonnets by Edna St. Vincent Millay Homemade Sounds 00:04:31 Read by D.L. Merlin Read by D.L. Merlin 20th century poetry, shakespeare, 4 sonnets, sonnets, american poetry, heartbreak, bitter, poetry, edna st vincent millay false full 139 3 02b542be-bf0a-4597-ad5b-12b890aeb49e Lilacs by Amy Lowell Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 22 Mar 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Lilacs by Amy Lowell Homemade Sounds 00:05:30 Read by Jacquelyn Graham Read by Jacquelyn Graham 20th century poetry, imagist movement, american poetry, spring poetry, amy lowell, poetry, lilaca, new england false full 138 3 82ea628f-68c4-4fa5-bf04-5d702df3b9ab Effort at Speech Between Two People By Muriel Rukeyser Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 18 Mar 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Effort at Speech Between Two People By Muriel Rukeyser Homemade Sounds 00:03:40 Read by Hattie Morahan and Blake Ritson Read by Hattie Morahan and Blake Ritson modernism, effort at speech between two people, 20th century, muriel rukeyser, american poetry, heartbreak, poetry false full 137 3 3de0a393-e7f3-453b-9dcc-41498e61dcb5 Collage de poèmes by Paul Éluard Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 15 Mar 2021 04:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Collage de poèmes by Paul Éluard Homemade Sounds 00:04:05 Read by Dominique Elliot in English and French Read by Dominique Elliot in English and French sensual poetry, godard, collage de poèmes de paul éluard, alphaville, love poetry, paul éluard, dali, poetry, french, surrealism false full 136 3 f465d481-2099-4ced-a1bd-87805d42070c from Odes: 10. Chorus of Furies by Basil Bunting Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 11 Mar 2021 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> from Odes: 10. Chorus of Furies by Basil Bunting Homemade Sounds 00:01:28 Read by Dan Akers Read by Dan Akers modernism, poem, greek, modernist poetry, chorus of furies, mythology, basil bunting, poetry false full 135 3 b98ee076-1162-40d5-8b7a-b28d10ffff52 Not Waving But Drowning by Stevie Smith Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 8 Mar 2021 05:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Not Waving But Drowning by Stevie Smith Homemade Sounds 00:00:58 Read by Jacquelyn V. Graham Read by Jacquelyn V. Graham not waving but drowning, modern poetry, drowning, death, dark humor, english poetry, poetry, stevie smith false full 134 3 cdc2f30d-0eb8-45ae-913a-10db80ae2fdb Song for the Last Act by Louise Bogin Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Song for the Last Act by Louise Bogin Homemade Sounds 00:02:38 Read by Lori G. Read by Lori G. modern school, modern poetry, love, passion, american poet, louise bogin, poetry, song for the last act false full 133 3 7090a2eb-73ca-4d6a-8dc2-6671c4c8d3e9 Dream Song 14 by John Berryman Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Dream Song 14 by John Berryman Homemade Sounds 00:01:38 Read by Michael Jarmer Read by Michael Jarmer john berryman, dream song 14, poem, boring, american poetry, confessional poetry, poetry false full 132 3 ea60ad88-36d4-4afd-9b66-26b8e2b6c128 The Changing Light by Lawrence Ferlinghetti Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Changing Light by Lawrence Ferlinghetti Homemade Sounds 00:01:39 Read by Dave Luukkonen Read by Dave Luukkonen the changing light, city lights, beat generation, beat poetry, american poetry, poetry, lawrence ferlinghetti, san francisco false full 131 3 80b6f2d6-8ef1-4d48-b01f-2666eda7a6f6 Ode To Suburbia by Eavan Boland Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Ode To Suburbia by Eavan Boland Homemade Sounds 00:02:15 Read by Margaret Sutherland Read by Margaret Sutherland poem, eavan boland, irish poet, cinderella, ode to suburbia, contemporary poet, american dream, poetry false full 130 3 1d502192-c905-44c1-be93-375d736e7c25 How To Be Perfect by Ron Padgett Production, Music and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> How To Be Perfect by Ron Padgett Homemade Sounds 00:10:16 Read by Terry Casburn Read by Terry Casburn new york school, the perfect human, funny poetry, irony, self help, american poetry, how to be perfect, list, poetry, ron padgett false full 129 3 cd57eb3c-db5a-4acf-b98f-d11450338860 The Rain by Robert Creeley Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Rain by Robert Creeley Homemade Sounds 00:01:13 Read by Robert Creeley Read by Robert Creeley new york school, black mountain school, beat, american poetry, robert creeley, the rain, fear, anxiety, poetry, unknown false full 128 3 671cfaa0-1963-4b3f-82b0-a53b8ca0a376 For you, Friend by Ted Kooser Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> For you, Friend by Ted Kooser Homemade Sounds 00:01:26 Read by Dave Luukkonen Read by Dave Luukkonen ted kooser, nostalgia, for you friend, love poetry, valentines day, american poetry, poetry false full 127 3 e1f7c4cd-8a35-457d-b34c-b330f21cf898 Mirabeau Bridge by Guillame Apollinaire Production and Sound Design By Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mirabeau Bridge by Guillame Apollinaire Homemade Sounds 00:04:08 Read in English and French by Dominique Elliot Read in English and French by Dominique Elliot modern school, nostalgia, romance, 20th century poets, craving, french poetry, poetry, appolinaire, mirabeau bridge, french false full 126 3 923e9da1-67e3-42fd-8e00-066cd1981d17 On The Death of Robert Lowell by Eileen Myles Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> On The Death of Robert Lowell by Eileen Myles Homemade Sounds 00:01:19 Read by Cat Ring Read by Cat Ring on the death of robert lowell, wasps, patriarchy, contemporary poetry, poetry, feminist poetry, eileen myles, robert lowell false full 125 3 97f0c222-f43c-4bde-8385-db3f8c0747c3 Sonnet 12 by William Shakespeare Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Sonnet 12 by William Shakespeare Homemade Sounds 00:01:47 Read by Christopher Kendrick Read by Christopher Kendrick william shakespeare, sonnet 12, shakespeare, time, english poetry, bard, renaissance, poetry false full 124 3 56cbc101-3aba-4e49-8ff8-a7540fa5760e February Evening in New York by Denise Levertov Production and Sound Design by  Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> February Evening in New York by Denise Levertov Homemade Sounds 00:02:13 Read by Karen Engelmeyer Read by Karen Engelmeyer denise levertov, new york school, black mountain school, february evening in new york, american poetry, poetry false full 123 3 57998435-20a3-499f-bb59-3a81b5fe347f Edgar Allan Poe Is Reached at the Baltimore Harbor by the Shadows That Pursue Him by Fernando Valverde Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Edgar Allan Poe Is Reached at the Baltimore Harbor by the Shadows That Pursue Him by Fernando Valverde Homemade Sounds 00:03:27 Read by CAROLYN FORCHÉ Read by CAROLYN FORCHÉ baltimore, latin poetry, homage, edgar allan poe, contemporary poetry, atmospheric, fernando valverde false full 122 3 79e386be-079d-4675-9139-677c440b20cd Love Poem by Richard Brautigan Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Love Poem by Richard Brautigan Homemade Sounds 00:04:14 Read by Bob Prescot, Valerie Estes, Michael McClure, Margot Patterson Doss, Bruce Conner, Michaela Blake-Grand, Donald Merriam Allen, David Schaff, Ianthe Brautigan, Imogen Cunningham, Herb Caen, Betty Kirkendall, Peter Berg, Alan Stone, Anthony Storrs (Antonio), Donald Merriam Allen, Cynthia Harwood, and Price Dunn. Read by Bob Prescot, Valerie Estes, Michael McClure, Margot Patterson Doss, Bruce Conner, Michaela Blake-Grand, Donald Merriam Allen, David Schaff, Ianthe Brautigan, Imogen Cunningham, Herb Caen, Betty Kirkendall, Peter Berg, Alan Stone, Anthony Storrs (Antonio), Donald Merriam Allen, Cynthia Harwood, and Price Dunn. richard brautigan, love poetry, beat generation, break up poetry, beatnik, experimental poetry, san francisco poetry, love poem, poetry false full 121 3 c05a42d9-177e-455a-bea2-b98ff133f9d2 The Haunted Oak by Paul Laurence Dunbar Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Haunted Oak by Paul Laurence Dunbar Homemade Sounds 00:03:25 Read by Marcus Ellsworth Read by Marcus Ellsworth african american poetry, lynching, martin luther king, paul laurence dunbar, american poetry, jim crow false full 120 3 21d1e4c6-407d-44d3-9822-7da1a60739be The Answer by Carl Sandburg Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Answer by Carl Sandburg Homemade Sounds 00:01:36 Read by Colin Dick Read by Colin Dick pointless, carl sandburg, meaninglessness, searching, the answer, imagist, american poetry, poetry false full 119 3 fe83624f-42ce-43fa-b086-f86bc14cf91e If You Forget Me by Pablo Neruda Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> If You Forget Me by Pablo Neruda Homemade Sounds 00:02:06 Read by Jack Dahl Read by Jack Dahl poem, chilean poetry, if you forget me, romantic, pablo neruda, obsession, poetry, intense love false full 118 3 38c4824c-dabb-42ed-b3e9-c7119df97a0f Insomnia by Elizabeth Bishop Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Insomnia by Elizabeth Bishop Homemade Sounds 00:01:36 Read by Sara Wilson Soppitt Read by Sara Wilson Soppitt literature, 20th century, insomnia, american poetry, confessional poetry, elizabeth bishop, poetry false full 117 3 62ceeadd-a497-48a4-8c3a-cb55e38669f8 Nightclub By Billy Collins Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Nightclub By Billy Collins Homemade Sounds 00:03:20 Read by Billy Collins Read by Billy Collins nightclub, nostalgia, fantasy, billy collins, jazz, american poetry, poetry false full 116 3 927b854c-c99e-4521-8d2b-e2f0e0713ac9 Kubla Khan by Samuel Taylor Coleridge Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Kubla Khan by Samuel Taylor Coleridge Homemade Sounds 00:04:07 Read by Christopher Kendrick Read by Christopher Kendrick gothic poetry, fragment, coleridge, opium, romantic poetry, dream poetry, kubla khan, english poetry false full 112 3 a856f17e-ae83-49a7-9d98-c6b429754777 Various Portents by Alice Oswald Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Various Portents by Alice Oswald Homemade Sounds 00:03:11 Read by Margaret Sutherland Read by Margaret Sutherland predictions, end of year, alice oswald, oracle, various portents, contemporary poetry, english poetry, new years false full 113 3 4d006d65-a567-4605-819a-08f019517a58 The Gift of the Magi By O. Henry Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Gift of the Magi By O. Henry Homemade Sounds 00:16:19 Read by Dave Luukkonen Read by Dave Luukkonen kindness, christmas, gift of the magi, o henry, new york writers, gift giving, sacrifice, true love, 20th century writers false full 108 3 ae27e9c6-2a5c-4dad-a5de-e82eaa1af1ea The Magi by W.B. Yeats Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Magi by W.B. Yeats Homemade Sounds 00:01:14 Read by Huw Davies Read by Huw Davies christmas, the irish celtic revival, christianity, wb yeats, searching for meaning, the magi, irish poetry, christmas poetry, hope false full 115 3 b4b43a1b-272f-4996-a92e-2716e5202b2a The Solstice by W.S. Merwin Production and Sound By Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Solstice by W.S. Merwin Homemade Sounds 00:01:09 Read by Alec Young Read by Alec Young winter, modern poetry, poem, contemporary poetry, ws merwin, american poetry, solstice, poetry, equinox false full 114 3 cd9cdc50-66ed-4ee8-815c-b6db25020292 Little Tree by E.E. Cummings Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Little Tree by E.E. Cummings Homemade Sounds 00:01:44 Read by Dave Luukkonen Read by Dave Luukkonen christmas, ee cummings, modernist, poetry, holiday poem, little tree, christmas poetry false full 111 3 e44fb7ec-0bac-401a-a710-1059525ce236 Gymnopédies No. 1 by Adrian Matejka Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Gymnopédies No. 1 by Adrian Matejka Homemade Sounds 00:01:48 Read by Doug Barron Read by Doug Barron fathers, erik satie, winter poetry, daughters, gymnopédies no. 1, contemporary, poet laureate, adrian matejka, american poet, poetry false full 107 3 57b4aebf-5012-4813-9bcd-611731b6dfd0 Those Winter Sundays by Robert Hayden Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Those Winter Sundays by Robert Hayden Homemade Sounds 00:01:24 Read by Stephen A. Molloy Read by Stephen A. Molloy african american poetry, winter, those winter sundays, christmas poem, 20th century poets, fathers and sons, american poet, poetry, robert hayden false full 109 3 b2132fcf-ef03-4b89-8b64-3696b716fc6e Will Not Come Back By Robert Lowell Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Will Not Come Back By Robert Lowell Homemade Sounds 00:01:50 Read by Nicholas R. Collard Read by Nicholas R. Collard 20th century literature, poem, american poetry, confessional poetry, heartbreak, poetry, will not come back, robert lowell false full 110 3 41e672c5-07d7-4152-8ab9-799f7faf5c7c The house was just twinkling in the moon light by Gertude Stein Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The house was just twinkling in the moon light by Gertude Stein Homemade Sounds 00:01:14 Read by Barbara Rosenblatt Read by Barbara Rosenblatt lost generation, 20th century poems, gertude stein, the house was just twinkling in the moon light, hemingway, american poetry, alice toklas, lgbtq lit false full 106 3 257031aa-47e1-4c8d-a079-e36fe5e12aa5 Nocturne by Lewis Warsh Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Nocturne by Lewis Warsh Homemade Sounds 00:01:32 Read by Alec Young Read by Alec Young nocturne, lewis warsh, new york school, confusion, new york school of poetry, hopeless romantic, absurd, contemporary poet, american poet, poetry false full 105 3 d820be64-819b-4fe5-8f68-6993186df5ff So Many Constellations by Paul Celan Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> So Many Constellations by Paul Celan Homemade Sounds 00:01:57 Read by Joshua Nicholson Read by Joshua Nicholson infinite, modernist, german poets, so many constellations, paul celan, holocaust, void, love, the universe, romanian poet, heartbreak false full 103 3 2f9084a8-bf2e-45bb-9414-a63070bee4a8 The Radio Animals by Matthea Harvey Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 30 Nov 2020 10:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Helena De Groot) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Radio Animals by Matthea Harvey Helena De Groot 00:01:40 Read by Helena de Groot Read by Helena de Groot matthea harvey, deconstruction, mcsweeney's, contemporary poetry, american poetry, new new york school, poetry, the radio animals false full 104 3 bb437b21-a266-44eb-8f0e-f8d6ef92ab69 Fern Hill by Dylan Thomas Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Fern Hill by Dylan Thomas Homemade Sounds 00:04:02 Read by Huw Davies Read by Huw Davies fern hill, 20th century poetry, poem, thanksgiving, memory, welsh poets, childhood, english poetry, innocence, poetry, dylan thomas, loss of innocence false full 102 3 b40293f2-a78f-4338-8274-3b0e9a54d709 A Poem on Hope by Wendell Berry Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> A Poem on Hope by Wendell Berry Homemade Sounds 00:02:32 Read by Dave Luukkonen Read by Dave Luukkonen moving forward, light and dark, a poem on hope, wendell berry, poem, evil, 100th episode, future, american poetry, environment, poetry, conservation false full 101 3 0763f741-f681-4bb0-94d7-8d747d324856 This Be The Verse by Philip Larkin Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> This Be The Verse by Philip Larkin Homemade Sounds 00:01:36 Read by Christopher Kendrick Read by Christopher Kendrick 20th century literature, poem, words in the air, parents, this be the verse, 100th episode, english poetry, they fuck you up, poetry, philip larkin true full 100 3 d511ad01-3014-4e0b-9693-feb4f9afe01b Song of Autumn by Charles Baudelaire Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Song of Autumn by Charles Baudelaire Homemade Sounds 00:03:22 Read by Huw Davies Read by Huw Davies flowers of evil, charles baudelaire, romantic, imagist, fall poetry, 19th century poetry, death, french poetry, fall, poetry, song of autumn false full 99 3 b9433276-6b52-412a-b1fa-5f73138ca69d Strange Meeting by Wilfred Owen Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Strange Meeting by Wilfred Owen Homemade Sounds 00:04:21 Read by Christopher Kendrick Read by Christopher Kendrick armistice day, 20th century poetry, veterans day, strange meeting, english poetry, wilfred owen, war poetry false full 98 3 fc7153c1-9cc5-4a55-bca5-5821b7a2f939 The Region November by Wallace Stevens Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Region November by Wallace Stevens Homemade Sounds 00:01:28 Read by Dave Luukkonen Read by Dave Luukkonen autumn, 20th century poetry, november, imagist, wallace stevens, american poetry, fall, poetry, decay false full 97 3 11b608e3-279c-41fc-bd9c-a08ff32d5445 Pocket Poem by Ted Kooser Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Pocket Poem by Ted Kooser Homemade Sounds 00:00:51 Read by Time Winters Read by Time Winters ted kooser, quick poem, contemporary poetry, american poetry, pocket poem, love poem, poetry false full 96 3 85a4e611-9e02-436e-8af0-e2a6100c6ee2 Cartographies of Silence by Adrienne Rich Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 2 Nov 2020 09:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (jaren cerf) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Cartographies of Silence by Adrienne Rich jaren cerf 00:05:23 Read by Jaren Cerf Read by Jaren Cerf lies, betrayal, modern poetry, feminism, love, canadian poetry, adrienne rich, heartbreak, poetry false full 95 3 208043cd-edfd-4040-9d2b-a6a7c8f3d709 Poem Beginning with a Line from It’s the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown by Maggie Smith Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Poem Beginning with a Line from It’s the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown by Maggie Smith Homemade Sounds 00:01:25 Read by Maureen Fleming Read by Maureen Fleming autumn, november, halloween, fall poetry, charlie brown, american poetry, fall, poetry, sincerity, maggie smith false full 94 3 329e154a-8bbb-42f8-9790-042eb8d39a2b Antigonish [I met a man who wasn't there] By Hughes Mearns Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Antigonish [I met a man who wasn't there] By Hughes Mearns Homemade Sounds 00:01:17 Read by Christopher Hendrick Read by Christopher Hendrick hughes mearns, halloween poems, 20th century, halloween, antigonish, american poetry, english poetry, poetry false full 93 3 2a4643f3-4d56-4640-a8a2-2b93473258e9 Abandoned Farmhouse by Ted Kooser Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 29 Oct 2020 08:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Abandoned Farmhouse by Ted Kooser Homemade Sounds 00:02:04 Read by Dave Luukkonen Read by Dave Luukkonen ted kooser, modern poetry, imagist, halloween, abandoned farmhouse, american poetry, poetry false full 92 3 0be9266e-01cb-4c25-90a1-d384fbb9439d Darkness by Lord Byron Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 26 Oct 2020 08:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Darkness by Lord Byron Homemade Sounds 00:05:34 Read by Tom O'Bedlam Read by Tom O'Bedlam gothic poetry, 19th century literature, byron, halloween, halloween poetry, end of the world, romantic poetry, darkness, english poetry false full 91 3 17349d8c-7421-45f6-a4f6-1d577b89cb98 A Ballad: The Lake of the Dismal Swamp by Thomas Moore Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 22 Oct 2020 08:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> A Ballad: The Lake of the Dismal Swamp by Thomas Moore Homemade Sounds 00:02:53 Read by Christopher Kendrick Read by Christopher Kendrick gothic poetry, byron, halloween poems, 19th century lit, romantic, halloween, thomas moore, irish poets, poetry false full 90 3 dc8ad0dd-f4b1-4893-b00b-5b14e389e8b5 Spirits of the Dead by Edgar Allan Poe Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 19 Oct 2020 08:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (marcus ellsworth) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Spirits of the Dead by Edgar Allan Poe marcus ellsworth 00:01:47 Read by Marcus Ellsworth Read by Marcus Ellsworth gothic poetry, halloween poems, halloween, edgar allan poe, american poetry, poetry, spirits of the dead false full 89 3 3a83b394-4fbd-4c04-a007-0cf2a5691f7e All Hallows by Louise Glück Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 15 Oct 2020 08:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> All Hallows by Louise Glück Homemade Sounds 00:01:06 Read by Jaren Cerf Read by Jaren Cerf louise gluck, modern poetry, halloween, all hallows, american poetry, poetry, nobel prize, louise glück false full 88 3 0b9a178f-7e38-4991-a1f2-55437aa6a5c2 Field of Skulls by Mary Carr Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 12 Oct 2020 08:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Field of Skulls by Mary Carr Homemade Sounds 00:02:34 Read by Dave Luukkonen Read by Dave Luukkonen creepy poems, horror, texas poet, halloween poems, introspective, contemporary poetry, field of skulls, mary carr false full 87 3 0b9975da-ec85-41af-b409-07051cd77026 The Lady of Shallot by Alfred, Lord Tennyson Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Fri, 9 Oct 2020 08:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Lady of Shallot by Alfred, Lord Tennyson Homemade Sounds 00:09:56 Read by Christopher Kendrick Read by Christopher Kendrick knights, feminism, narrative poetry, romantic, lancelot, la damigella di scalot, 19th century poetry, english poetry, lyrical ballad, tennyson, lady of shallot false full 86 3 5e17a792-161c-49e6-bd38-c8f4a6e35a7f The Highwayman by Alfred Noyes Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 5 Oct 2020 08:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Highwayman by Alfred Noyes Homemade Sounds 00:07:47 Read by Christopher Kendrick Read by Christopher Kendrick 20th century poetry, alfred noyes, imagist, 19th century poetry, english poetry, heartbreak, poetry, english, story, the highwayman false full 85 3 c626bf83-c727-4ed9-9d1b-f244f4eed584 Melancholia, The Thing by Andrei Codrescu Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 1 Oct 2020 08:00:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Andrei Codrescu) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Melancholia, The Thing by Andrei Codrescu Andrei Codrescu 00:06:48 Read by Andrei Codrescu Read by Andrei Codrescu poems, sad, romanian, melancholia, npr, andrei codrescu, modern, poetry, surrealism false full 84 3 0323fa26-0a32-48db-b96c-14044217d39b The Story of Our Lives by Mark Strand Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Sat, 26 Sep 2020 19:13:42 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Story of Our Lives by Mark Strand Homemade Sounds 00:12:12 Read by Jonathan Cotton Read by Jonathan Cotton reflection, modern poetry, poem, nostalgia, regret, the story of our lives, memory, canadian poetry, mark strand, american poetry, fear, poetry false full 83 2 13aee5f2-3096-40d9-b9ed-9310e937be4b Rain by Jack Gilbert Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 24 Sep 2020 04:00:02 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Rain by Jack Gilbert Homemade Sounds 00:01:22 Read by Caleb Clark Read by Caleb Clark modernism, modern poetry, poem, rain, jack gilbert, nature, imagist, love poetry, american poetry, heartbreak, poetry false full 82 2 0b48981c-70f1-4f37-8032-8fffe2be7984 Rhapsody on a Windy Night by T.S. Eliot Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 21 Sep 2020 04:00:37 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Rhapsody on a Windy Night by T.S. Eliot Homemade Sounds 00:03:54 Read by Dave Luukkonen Read by Dave Luukkonen modernism, modern poetry, city poetry, streetlamps, 20th century, american poetry, english poetry, fear, ts eliot, poetry, rhapsody on windy night false full 81 2 e86e0b56-ad84-4b83-8624-dfdb8a37bfd8 The Ball Poem by John Berryman Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 17 Sep 2020 04:00:08 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Ball Poem by John Berryman Homemade Sounds 00:02:09 Read by Richard Bugg Read by Richard Bugg john berryman, poems, modern poetry, the ball poem, childhood, american poetry, confessional poetry, allegory, grief, poetry false full 80 2 7bc86772-4a64-41f3-81cc-9fc768b1122f Late September by Charles Simic Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 14 Sep 2020 18:09:55 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Late September by Charles Simic Homemade Sounds 00:01:52 Read by Steve Marshall Read by Steve Marshall modernism, imagist poetry, poems, modern poetry, surrealist, late september, charles simic, american poetry, anxiety, poetry false full 79 2 56f6f866-9186-468b-9c5b-865e5bf07bdb Fairy Tale by Ron Padgett Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 10 Sep 2020 04:00:09 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Fairy Tale by Ron Padgett Homemade Sounds 00:01:19 Read by Dave Luukkonen Read by Dave Luukkonen jim jarmusch, poems, poem, sinister, imagist, american poetry, fun, paterson, poetry, fairy tale, ron padgett false full 78 2 c1e8c813-7d89-48cd-ad53-2ba3503d6d5f This Love by Jacques Prévert Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 7 Sep 2020 01:58:33 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> This Love by Jacques Prévert Homemade Sounds 00:03:41 Read by Harold Davis Read by Harold Davis agony, love poetry, this love, french poetry, deep love, jacques prévert, heartbreak, poetry false full 77 2 495075da-50f6-41f1-afb9-5876e2987894 Backyard by Carl Sandburg Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Fri, 4 Sep 2020 04:00:01 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Backyard by Carl Sandburg Homemade Sounds 00:01:25 Read by Dave Luukkonen Read by Dave Luukkonen carl sandburg, modern poetry, summer poetry, summer, memory, poetry, american poets false full 76 2 c5a0269d-7be4-4085-8af5-93d0c87c977d She Walks in Beauty by Lord Byron Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 3 Sep 2020 00:18:17 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> She Walks in Beauty by Lord Byron Homemade Sounds 00:01:57 Read by Christoper Kendrick Read by Christoper Kendrick beauty, byron, lord byron, romantic, love poetry, she walks in beauty, english poetry false full 75 2 2200f582-6e5c-4858-aeb8-3c94bf034e1e A Short Story Of Falling by Alice Oswald Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 31 Aug 2020 22:49:35 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> A Short Story Of Falling by Alice Oswald Homemade Sounds 00:02:01 Read by Lauren Schaffel Read by Lauren Schaffel ancient greeks, homer, alice oswald, griifin poetry, ulysses, english poets, contemporary poetry, a short story of falling false full 74 2 78bb69d9-3220-4f38-8e28-e3dab1a1e035 City That Does Not Sleep by Federico García Lorca Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Wed, 26 Aug 2020 22:08:58 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> City That Does Not Sleep by Federico García Lorca Homemade Sounds 00:05:23 Read by Joonee Gamboa Read by Joonee Gamboa poems, city that does not sleep, lorca, spanish poetry, spanish civil war, life and death, isolation, nihilism, surrealism false full 73 2 cc69a579-0069-47a9-a51c-97a0bf441a99 I Am Trying To Break Your Heart by Kevin Young Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 24 Aug 2020 19:08:01 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> I Am Trying To Break Your Heart by Kevin Young Homemade Sounds 00:01:28 Read by Marcus Ellsworth Read by Marcus Ellsworth african american poetry, bitterness, love, angry, american poetry, kevin young, heartbreak, vengefulness false full 72 2 1e906dfa-b17b-46ce-9196-6545fb8a7d06 Objects & Apparitions by Octavio Paz (Translated by Elizabeth Bishop) Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 20 Aug 2020 16:38:47 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Objects & Apparitions by Octavio Paz (Translated by Elizabeth Bishop) Homemade Sounds 00:03:33 Read by Dave Luukkonen Read by Dave Luukkonen false full 71 2 fbb08f03-c88e-4c34-9e0b-7baec22b16f1 Lullaby by W.H. Auden Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 17 Aug 2020 22:18:19 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (marcus ellsworth) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Lullaby by W.H. Auden marcus ellsworth 00:02:01 Read by Marcus Ellsworth Read by Marcus Ellsworth english poems, poems, modern poetry, love poetry, love poem, poetry, wh auden, lullaby false full 70 2 a125e37a-f3ba-4f42-8e88-35504d22debe The Whitsun Weddings by Philip Larkin Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Fri, 14 Aug 2020 00:13:30 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Whitsun Weddings by Philip Larkin Homemade Sounds 00:06:01 Read By Christopher Kendrick Read By Christopher Kendrick somewhere becoming rain, modern poetry, imagist, english poetry, the whitsun weddings, clive james, poetry, philip larkin false full 69 2 05518c97-98d1-4140-b8e9-09cd7e34e116 somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond by E.E. Cummings Production and Sound Design By Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Wed, 12 Aug 2020 04:44:42 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design By Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond by E.E. Cummings Homemade Sounds 00:02:54 Read by Jesse Harley Read by Jesse Harley intensity, ee cummings, imagist, love poetry, love, somewhere i have never traveled gladly beyond, passion, american poetry false full 68 2 3738553f-4461-4972-aef0-356092df5462 Francesca by Ezra Pound Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Fri, 7 Aug 2020 16:38:56 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Francesca by Ezra Pound Homemade Sounds 00:01:15 Read by Michael Hardy Read by Michael Hardy ezra pound, imagist, love poetry, love, heartache, american poetry, exile, modern, poetry, francesca false full 67 2 ec6a1a57-13a9-4e10-a2d0-5fa5fcb0a700 Confusion of the Senses by Kenneth Rexroth Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 6 Aug 2020 21:14:11 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Confusion of the Senses by Kenneth Rexroth Homemade Sounds 00:02:09 Read by Don McCorkindale Read by Don McCorkindale modern poetry, lust, poem, communication, new york school, love, confusion of the senses, desire, kenneth rexroth, frank ohara, new school, heartbreak, poetry false full 66 2 775f0589-7572-4fe6-8fd6-07a489a22d74 Light Breaks Where No Sun Shines by Dylan Thomas Production and Sound Design By Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 3 Aug 2020 04:00:16 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Micah Mason, Dylan Thomas) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design By Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Light Breaks Where No Sun Shines by Dylan Thomas Micah Mason, Dylan Thomas 00:02:09 Read by Micah Mason Read by Micah Mason modernism, welsh poet, modern poetry, redemption, despair, love, light breaks where no sun shines, symbolism, sex, romanticism, dylan thomas, hope false full 65 2 3ba74b2e-19f5-4245-96d7-6d3a61e2974e Sonnets by the Night-Sea (VI) by George Sterling Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 30 Jul 2020 18:18:52 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Sonnets by the Night-Sea (VI) by George Sterling Homemade Sounds 00:01:16 Read by Dave Luukkonen Read by Dave Luukkonen ocean, nature poetry, modern poetry, boating, jack london, romantic, adventure, bohemian, george sterling, american poetry, poetry, san francisco false full 64 2 10002c73-a493-4ca6-b08a-01b4dd7f09ff Bone by Terence Culleton Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Tue, 28 Jul 2020 03:29:58 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Terence Culleton) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Bone by Terence Culleton Terence Culleton 00:01:31 Read by Terence Culleton Read by Terence Culleton dogs, terence culleton, moder poetry, day of a dog, pennsylvania poets, dog poetry, george school, bucks county poets, poetry false full 63 2 ecfa2f78-45b1-4975-b083-57c50fa32757 The Day Lady Died by Frank O'Hara Production and Sound Design By Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Fri, 24 Jul 2020 18:00:11 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design By Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Day Lady Died by Frank O'Hara Homemade Sounds 00:02:04 Read by Jesse Harley Read by Jesse Harley modernist, poems, billie holiday, lunch poems, new york school, american poetry, frank ohara, poetry false full 62 2 e7485891-cef9-411c-8408-fc3e13aa9aa7 The Paper Nautilus by Marianne Moore Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Wed, 22 Jul 2020 21:36:57 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Lucie Fleming) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Paper Nautilus by Marianne Moore Lucie Fleming 00:01:21 Read by Lucie Fleming Read by Lucie Fleming modernist, marianne moore, imagist, octopus, paper nautilus, american poetry, poetry false full 61 2 501d2655-36f1-4c2a-9fbc-3e77922cf900 Hallucination by F.S. Flint Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 20 Jul 2020 04:00:07 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (jonathan cotton) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Hallucination by F.S. Flint jonathan cotton 00:02:04 Read by Jonathan Cotton Read by Jonathan Cotton imagist poetry, 20th century poetry, existential, modern poetry, ezra pound, lost poetry, fs flint, hallucination, poetry false full 60 2 738f5eb6-6a2f-4168-8178-e12a7f8e54f8 The Dentist and The Crocodile by Roald Dahl Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Wed, 15 Jul 2020 18:04:20 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Dentist and The Crocodile by Roald Dahl Homemade Sounds 00:01:51 Read by Dave Luukkonen Read by Dave Luukkonen roald dahl, aesop, limericks, children poetry, the dentist and the crocodile, british poetry, fable, poetry false full 59 2 84f7eb6d-2806-459b-bd3a-0bbc878bc9a6 You Were Wearing by Kenneth Koch Production and Sound Design By Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 13 Jul 2020 05:00:12 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design By Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> You Were Wearing by Kenneth Koch Homemade Sounds 00:02:00 Read by Yahya McClain Read by Yahya McClain nostalgia, name dropping, memory, new york school, american poetry, kenneth koch, poetry false full 58 2 5e4516fd-ccfb-4e91-8ed9-c7188a452548 For John Clare by John Ashbery Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 9 Jul 2020 00:00:14 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> For John Clare by John Ashbery Homemade Sounds 00:03:50 Read by Dave Luukkonen Read by Dave Luukkonen cubism, modern poetry, john clare, new york school, american poetry, john ashbery, poetry, romantic poets, surrealism false full 57 2 021f2df9-7275-4f31-8d09-142269fb6216 I Am! By John Clare Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

I Am!

BY JOHN CLARE

I am—yet what I am none cares or knows;

My friends forsake me like a memory lost:

I am the self-consumer of my woes—

They rise and vanish in oblivious host,

Like shadows in love’s frenzied stifled throes

And yet I am, and live—like vapours tossed

 

Into the nothingness of scorn and noise,

Into the living sea of waking dreams,

Where there is neither sense of life or joys,

But the vast shipwreck of my life’s esteems;

Even the dearest that I loved the best

Are strange—nay, rather, stranger than the rest.

 

I long for scenes where man hath never trod

A place where woman never smiled or wept

There to abide with my Creator, God,

And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept,

Untroubling and untroubled where I lie

The grass below—above the vaulted sky.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Tue, 7 Jul 2020 00:00:04 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

I Am!

BY JOHN CLARE

I am—yet what I am none cares or knows;

My friends forsake me like a memory lost:

I am the self-consumer of my woes—

They rise and vanish in oblivious host,

Like shadows in love’s frenzied stifled throes

And yet I am, and live—like vapours tossed

 

Into the nothingness of scorn and noise,

Into the living sea of waking dreams,

Where there is neither sense of life or joys,

But the vast shipwreck of my life’s esteems;

Even the dearest that I loved the best

Are strange—nay, rather, stranger than the rest.

 

I long for scenes where man hath never trod

A place where woman never smiled or wept

There to abide with my Creator, God,

And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept,

Untroubling and untroubled where I lie

The grass below—above the vaulted sky.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> I Am! By John Clare Homemade Sounds 00:01:33 Read by Dave Luukkonen Read by Dave Luukkonen poems, john clare, 19th century poetry, english poetry, fear, madness, i am, anxiety, poetry, depression false full 56 2 7ea1ac6e-fc60-4d3d-83a2-3f441cfedca5 Howl By Allen Ginsberg Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

100th Episode

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 2 Jul 2020 17:27:52 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

100th Episode

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Howl By Allen Ginsberg Homemade Sounds 00:22:29 Read by Marcus Ellsworth Read by Marcus Ellsworth jack kerouac, allen ginsberg, howl, i saw the best minds of my generation, beat generation, words in the air, covid19, beatnik, 100th episode, american poetry, madness, poetry, black lives matter, counter culture true full 55 2 5b84b15a-eb8d-4cc9-9247-7b91bb978527 The Fascination of What's Difficult by W.B. Yeats Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

The Fascination of What’s Difficult

BY WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

The fascination of what's difficult

Has dried the sap out of my veins, and rent

Spontaneous joy and natural content

Out of my heart. There's something ails our colt

That must, as if it had not holy blood

Nor on Olympus leaped from cloud to cloud,

Shiver under the lash, strain, sweat and jolt

As though it dragged road metal. My curse on plays

That have to be set up in fifty ways,

On the day's war with every knave and dolt,

Theatre business, management of men.

I swear before the dawn comes round again

I'll find the stable and pull out the bolt.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 25 Jun 2020 16:53:04 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

The Fascination of What’s Difficult

BY WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

The fascination of what's difficult

Has dried the sap out of my veins, and rent

Spontaneous joy and natural content

Out of my heart. There's something ails our colt

That must, as if it had not holy blood

Nor on Olympus leaped from cloud to cloud,

Shiver under the lash, strain, sweat and jolt

As though it dragged road metal. My curse on plays

That have to be set up in fifty ways,

On the day's war with every knave and dolt,

Theatre business, management of men.

I swear before the dawn comes round again

I'll find the stable and pull out the bolt.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Fascination of What's Difficult by W.B. Yeats Homemade Sounds 00:01:11 Read by Alexander Fabregat Read by Alexander Fabregat wb yeats, the fascination of what's difficult, failure, creative frustration, creativity, writers block, irish poetry, yeats, poetry false full 54 2 d4ef3764-a2b4-47ad-8f42-efa3c710206c Little Exercise by Elizabeth Bishop Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Little Exercise

BY ELIZABETH BISHOP

for Thomas Edwards Wanning

 

Think of the storm roaming the sky uneasily

like a dog looking for a place to sleep in,

listen to it growling.

 

Think how they must look now, the mangrove keys

lying out there unresponsive to the lightning

in dark, coarse-fibred families,

 

where occasionally a heron may undo his head,

shake up his feathers, make an uncertain comment

when the surrounding water shines.

 

Think of the boulevard and the little palm trees

all stuck in rows, suddenly revealed

as fistfuls of limp fish-skeletons.

 

It is raining there. The boulevard

and its broken sidewalks with weeds in every crack

are relieved to be wet, the sea to be freshened.

 

Now the storm goes away again in a series

of small, badly lit battle-scenes,

each in "Another part of the field."

 

Think of someone sleeping in the bottom of a row-boat

tied to a mangrove root or the pile of a bridge;

think of him as uninjured, barely disturbed.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Tue, 23 Jun 2020 01:38:50 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Little Exercise

BY ELIZABETH BISHOP

for Thomas Edwards Wanning

 

Think of the storm roaming the sky uneasily

like a dog looking for a place to sleep in,

listen to it growling.

 

Think how they must look now, the mangrove keys

lying out there unresponsive to the lightning

in dark, coarse-fibred families,

 

where occasionally a heron may undo his head,

shake up his feathers, make an uncertain comment

when the surrounding water shines.

 

Think of the boulevard and the little palm trees

all stuck in rows, suddenly revealed

as fistfuls of limp fish-skeletons.

 

It is raining there. The boulevard

and its broken sidewalks with weeds in every crack

are relieved to be wet, the sea to be freshened.

 

Now the storm goes away again in a series

of small, badly lit battle-scenes,

each in "Another part of the field."

 

Think of someone sleeping in the bottom of a row-boat

tied to a mangrove root or the pile of a bridge;

think of him as uninjured, barely disturbed.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Little Exercise by Elizabeth Bishop Homemade Sounds 00:01:30 Read by Lucie Fleming Read by Lucie Fleming poem, hopelessness, little exercise, shelter in poetry, elizabeth bishop, anxiety, poetry, struggle, hope false full 53 2 02096cfe-c008-405d-a84e-d310ec65e8ef Misery and Splendor by Robert Hass Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Misery and Splendor

BY ROBERT HASS

Summoned by conscious recollection, she

would be smiling, they might be in a kitchen talking,

before or after dinner. But they are in this other room,

the window has many small panes, and they are on a couch

embracing. He holds her as tightly  

as he can, she buries herself in his body.

Morning, maybe it is evening, light

is flowing through the room. Outside,

the day is slowly succeeded by night,

succeeded by day. The process wobbles wildly

and accelerates: weeks, months, years. The light in the room

does not change, so it is plain what is happening.

They are trying to become one creature,

and something will not have it. They are tender

with each other, afraid

their brief, sharp cries will reconcile them to the moment

when they fall away again. So they rub against each other,

their mouths dry, then wet, then dry.

They feel themselves at the center of a powerful

and baffled will. They feel

they are an almost animal,

washed up on the shore of a world—

or huddled against the gate of a garden—

to which they can’t admit they can never be admitted.

 

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Misery and Splendor

BY ROBERT HASS

Summoned by conscious recollection, she

would be smiling, they might be in a kitchen talking,

before or after dinner. But they are in this other room,

the window has many small panes, and they are on a couch

embracing. He holds her as tightly  

as he can, she buries herself in his body.

Morning, maybe it is evening, light

is flowing through the room. Outside,

the day is slowly succeeded by night,

succeeded by day. The process wobbles wildly

and accelerates: weeks, months, years. The light in the room

does not change, so it is plain what is happening.

They are trying to become one creature,

and something will not have it. They are tender

with each other, afraid

their brief, sharp cries will reconcile them to the moment

when they fall away again. So they rub against each other,

their mouths dry, then wet, then dry.

They feel themselves at the center of a powerful

and baffled will. They feel

they are an almost animal,

washed up on the shore of a world—

or huddled against the gate of a garden—

to which they can’t admit they can never be admitted.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Misery and Splendor by Robert Hass Homemade Sounds 00:02:03 Read by Jonathan Cotton Read by Jonathan Cotton poems, morality, adam and eve, sex, robert hass, american poetry, misery and splendor, poetry, cast out, lovers false full 52 2 4a785b28-7bfd-4cad-8413-6327822feceb The Forgotten Madmen of Ménilmontant by Frank Stanford Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

The Forgotten Madmen of Ménilmontant

after Jacques Prévert

 

Do not look sadly at days gone by

days below days like a river running under the stars

Do not listen to the blues

or speak often with priests

Do not think the rich women enrolled in the college of nightfall

will always smell the same way

 

Everytime the tree works the leaves dream

 

Everytime I carve the dead wing my name

in the dark lamp of the outhouse

I said everytime I cut my name

in the old wood rotten as a tugboat

I know I am always with you

 

Everytime the schoolboy’s bad moon

dowses blood from the virgin’s stone thighs

I know I am handsome and young and drunk

eternal as a weed

 

It will not smell the same

Everytime I open a bottle of wine

and see a snake doctor under my bed

I know there is something coming and eternal

like taking off a white coat over the body of the dead

 

Poets have done this before

Poets have made love and gathered at the cheap joints

they’ve cut their fingers toasting one another’s death

 

Poets have made love

and remained thick

they’ve gotten cold feet at the crucial moments

when left alone with the students with sad eyes

 

Do not die in the wintertime

for there is no okra or sailboats

 

It will not smell the same

that twig of blood or the chiffonier

 

Do not listen to hunting dogs in autumn

or tie yellow flies for the small lips of desperate friends

 

Poets have done this before

and they’ve wandered off alone and unheard of

to bury the caul of their own stillborn

 

Like a voice the odor has changed

 

Dust under the hooves of a horse

running side by side with the fog

a book in the hands of a fool

 

Cheese and fish and spinsters

are the body of the poet

for the poet does not eat black bread

he gives it to the poor

 

Everytime a mare throws a foal in an exile’s country

I know I am with you

a gun in the hand of a fool

 

The poet forgets in remembrance of you

he is the lunatic’s left hand man

on Sundays the acolyte of the moon

he is night following other nights

the eyes of the blind

the stranger your wife leaves with

when you’re still talking with your youth

stowed away on the ship of death

and it will not smell the same

 

Everytime I see a young man

tuck his knife back in his vest

I want to say forget it and drink

 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Tue, 16 Jun 2020 18:45:27 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

The Forgotten Madmen of Ménilmontant

after Jacques Prévert

 

Do not look sadly at days gone by

days below days like a river running under the stars

Do not listen to the blues

or speak often with priests

Do not think the rich women enrolled in the college of nightfall

will always smell the same way

 

Everytime the tree works the leaves dream

 

Everytime I carve the dead wing my name

in the dark lamp of the outhouse

I said everytime I cut my name

in the old wood rotten as a tugboat

I know I am always with you

 

Everytime the schoolboy’s bad moon

dowses blood from the virgin’s stone thighs

I know I am handsome and young and drunk

eternal as a weed

 

It will not smell the same

Everytime I open a bottle of wine

and see a snake doctor under my bed

I know there is something coming and eternal

like taking off a white coat over the body of the dead

 

Poets have done this before

Poets have made love and gathered at the cheap joints

they’ve cut their fingers toasting one another’s death

 

Poets have made love

and remained thick

they’ve gotten cold feet at the crucial moments

when left alone with the students with sad eyes

 

Do not die in the wintertime

for there is no okra or sailboats

 

It will not smell the same

that twig of blood or the chiffonier

 

Do not listen to hunting dogs in autumn

or tie yellow flies for the small lips of desperate friends

 

Poets have done this before

and they’ve wandered off alone and unheard of

to bury the caul of their own stillborn

 

Like a voice the odor has changed

 

Dust under the hooves of a horse

running side by side with the fog

a book in the hands of a fool

 

Cheese and fish and spinsters

are the body of the poet

for the poet does not eat black bread

he gives it to the poor

 

Everytime a mare throws a foal in an exile’s country

I know I am with you

a gun in the hand of a fool

 

The poet forgets in remembrance of you

he is the lunatic’s left hand man

on Sundays the acolyte of the moon

he is night following other nights

the eyes of the blind

the stranger your wife leaves with

when you’re still talking with your youth

stowed away on the ship of death

and it will not smell the same

 

Everytime I see a young man

tuck his knife back in his vest

I want to say forget it and drink

 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Forgotten Madmen of Ménilmontant by Frank Stanford Homemade Sounds 00:04:06 Read by Bradley McDevitt Read by Bradley McDevitt tom waits, poems, surreal, imagist, confessional, frank stanford, broken america, madness, southern gothic, poetry false full 51 2 933584bf-0e54-4b0c-826a-b4c938db63b3 During A Transatlantic Call by Robert Lowell Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> During A Transatlantic Call by Robert Lowell Homemade Sounds 00:01:38 Read by Jonathan Cotton Read by Jonathan Cotton the dolphin, elizabeth hardwick, american poetry, confessional poetry, during a transatlantic call, poetry, robert lowell false full 50 2 324c3839-b6a4-45a1-ab28-007b8d4420fd Phrases by Arthur Rimbaud Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Phrases

BY ARTHUR RIMBAUD

TRANSLATED BY WALLACE FOWLIE

When the world is reduced to a single dark wood for our two pairs of dazzled eyes—to a beach for two faithful children—to a musical house for our clear understanding—then I shall find you.

 

     When there is only one old man on earth, lonely, peaceful, handsome, living in unsurpassed luxury, then I am at your feet.

 

     When I have realized all your memories, —when I am the girl who can tie your hands,—then I will stifle you.

 

 

 

 

 

     When we are very strong, who draws back? or very happy, who collapses from ridicule? When we are very bad, what can they do to us.

 

     Dress up, dance, laugh. I will never be able to throw Love out of the window.

 

 

 

 

 

     —Comrade of mine, beggar girl, monstrous child! How little you care about the wretched women, and the machinations and my embarrassment. Join us with your impossible voice, oh your voice! the one flatterer of this base despair.

 

 

 

 *    *    *

 

 

 

     A dark morning in July. The taste of ashes in the air, the smell of wood sweating in the hearth, steeped flowers, the devastation of paths, drizzle over the canals in the fields, why not already playthings and incense?

 

 

 

*    *    *

 

 

 

      I stretched out ropes from spire to spire; garlands from window to window; golden chains from star to star, and I dance.

 

 

 

*    *    *

 

 

 

    The high pond is constantly streaming. What witch will rise up against the white sunset? What purple flowers are going to descend?        

 

 

 

*    *    *

 

 

 

While public funds disappear in brotherly celebrations, a bell of pink are rings in the clouds.

 

*    *    *

 

 

 

    Arousing a pleasant taste of Chinese ink, a black powder gently rains on my night, —I lower the jets of the chandelier, throw myself on the bed, and turning toward thedark, I see you, O my daughters and queens!

 

 

 

*    *    *

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Tue, 9 Jun 2020 21:45:53 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Phrases

BY ARTHUR RIMBAUD

TRANSLATED BY WALLACE FOWLIE

When the world is reduced to a single dark wood for our two pairs of dazzled eyes—to a beach for two faithful children—to a musical house for our clear understanding—then I shall find you.

 

     When there is only one old man on earth, lonely, peaceful, handsome, living in unsurpassed luxury, then I am at your feet.

 

     When I have realized all your memories, —when I am the girl who can tie your hands,—then I will stifle you.

 

 

 

 

 

     When we are very strong, who draws back? or very happy, who collapses from ridicule? When we are very bad, what can they do to us.

 

     Dress up, dance, laugh. I will never be able to throw Love out of the window.

 

 

 

 

 

     —Comrade of mine, beggar girl, monstrous child! How little you care about the wretched women, and the machinations and my embarrassment. Join us with your impossible voice, oh your voice! the one flatterer of this base despair.

 

 

 

 *    *    *

 

 

 

     A dark morning in July. The taste of ashes in the air, the smell of wood sweating in the hearth, steeped flowers, the devastation of paths, drizzle over the canals in the fields, why not already playthings and incense?

 

 

 

*    *    *

 

 

 

      I stretched out ropes from spire to spire; garlands from window to window; golden chains from star to star, and I dance.

 

 

 

*    *    *

 

 

 

    The high pond is constantly streaming. What witch will rise up against the white sunset? What purple flowers are going to descend?        

 

 

 

*    *    *

 

 

 

While public funds disappear in brotherly celebrations, a bell of pink are rings in the clouds.

 

*    *    *

 

 

 

    Arousing a pleasant taste of Chinese ink, a black powder gently rains on my night, —I lower the jets of the chandelier, throw myself on the bed, and turning toward thedark, I see you, O my daughters and queens!

 

 

 

*    *    *

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Phrases by Arthur Rimbaud Homemade Sounds 00:03:51 Read by Don McCorkindale Read by Don McCorkindale verlaine, aphrosims, words in the air, arthur rimbaud, baudelire, shelter in poetry, french poetry, phrases, poetry false full 49 2 1f27d53b-35f8-451d-a3bd-925d72fde1aa The Truth the Dead Know By Anne Sexton Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

The Truth the Dead Know

By Anne Sexton

For my Mother, born March 1902, died March 1959

and my Father, born February 1900, died June 1959

 

Gone, I say and walk from church,

refusing the stiff procession to the grave,

letting the dead ride alone in the hearse.

It is June. I am tired of being brave.

 

We drive to the Cape. I cultivate

myself where the sun gutters from the sky,

where the sea swings in like an iron gate

and we touch. In another country people die.

 

My darling, the wind falls in like stones

from the whitehearted water and when we touch

we enter touch entirely. No one's alone.

Men kill for this, or for as much.

 

And what of the dead? They lie without shoes

in their stone boats. They are more like stone

than the sea would be if it stopped. They refuse

to be blessed, throat, eye and knucklebone.

 

 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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The Truth the Dead Know

By Anne Sexton

For my Mother, born March 1902, died March 1959

and my Father, born February 1900, died June 1959

 

Gone, I say and walk from church,

refusing the stiff procession to the grave,

letting the dead ride alone in the hearse.

It is June. I am tired of being brave.

 

We drive to the Cape. I cultivate

myself where the sun gutters from the sky,

where the sea swings in like an iron gate

and we touch. In another country people die.

 

My darling, the wind falls in like stones

from the whitehearted water and when we touch

we enter touch entirely. No one's alone.

Men kill for this, or for as much.

 

And what of the dead? They lie without shoes

in their stone boats. They are more like stone

than the sea would be if it stopped. They refuse

to be blessed, throat, eye and knucklebone.

 

 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Truth the Dead Know By Anne Sexton jaren cerf 00:01:42 Read by Jaren Cerf Read by Jaren Cerf empty idea, anne sexton, confessional poetry, loss, anger, heartbreak, poetry, the truth the dead know, hope false full 48 2 30dfa920-fd91-4d43-ba17-17401eefc592 To Elsie By William Carlos WIlliams Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

To Elsie

BY WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS

The pure products of America

go crazy—

mountain folk from Kentucky

 

or the ribbed north end of

Jersey

with its isolate lakes and

 

valleys, its deaf-mutes, thieves

old names

and promiscuity between

 

devil-may-care men who have taken

to railroading

out of sheer lust of adventure—

 

and young slatterns, bathed

in filth

from Monday to Saturday

 

to be tricked out that night

with gauds

from imaginations which have no

 

peasant traditions to give them

character

but flutter and flaunt

 

sheer rags—succumbing without

emotion

save numbed terror

 

under some hedge of choke-cherry

or viburnum—

which they cannot express—

 

Unless it be that marriage

perhaps

with a dash of Indian blood

 

will throw up a girl so desolate

so hemmed round

with disease or murder

 

that she'll be rescued by an

agent—

reared by the state and

 

sent out at fifteen to work in

some hard-pressed

house in the suburbs—

 

some doctor's family, some Elsie—

voluptuous water

expressing with broken

 

brain the truth about us—

her great

ungainly hips and flopping breasts

 

addressed to cheap

jewelry

and rich young men with fine eyes

 

as if the earth under our feet

were

an excrement of some sky

 

and we degraded prisoners

destined

to hunger until we eat filth

 

while the imagination strains

after deer

going by fields of goldenrod in

 

the stifling heat of September

Somehow

it seems to destroy us

 

It is only in isolate flecks that

something

is given off

 

No one

to witness

and adjust, no one to drive the car

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 4 Jun 2020 19:25:30 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

To Elsie

BY WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS

The pure products of America

go crazy—

mountain folk from Kentucky

 

or the ribbed north end of

Jersey

with its isolate lakes and

 

valleys, its deaf-mutes, thieves

old names

and promiscuity between

 

devil-may-care men who have taken

to railroading

out of sheer lust of adventure—

 

and young slatterns, bathed

in filth

from Monday to Saturday

 

to be tricked out that night

with gauds

from imaginations which have no

 

peasant traditions to give them

character

but flutter and flaunt

 

sheer rags—succumbing without

emotion

save numbed terror

 

under some hedge of choke-cherry

or viburnum—

which they cannot express—

 

Unless it be that marriage

perhaps

with a dash of Indian blood

 

will throw up a girl so desolate

so hemmed round

with disease or murder

 

that she'll be rescued by an

agent—

reared by the state and

 

sent out at fifteen to work in

some hard-pressed

house in the suburbs—

 

some doctor's family, some Elsie—

voluptuous water

expressing with broken

 

brain the truth about us—

her great

ungainly hips and flopping breasts

 

addressed to cheap

jewelry

and rich young men with fine eyes

 

as if the earth under our feet

were

an excrement of some sky

 

and we degraded prisoners

destined

to hunger until we eat filth

 

while the imagination strains

after deer

going by fields of goldenrod in

 

the stifling heat of September

Somehow

it seems to destroy us

 

It is only in isolate flecks that

something

is given off

 

No one

to witness

and adjust, no one to drive the car

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> To Elsie By William Carlos WIlliams Homemade Sounds 00:03:21 Read by Alexander Fabregat Read by Alexander Fabregat modern poetry, williamcarloswilliams, america, beat generation, words in the air, shelter in poetry, poetry, to elsie, black lives matter false full 47 2 b513cc2a-7ad7-44da-8e4d-3698009d02f0 Ode on Solitude by Alexander Pope Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Ode on Solitude

By Alexander Pope

Happy the man, whose wish and care

  A few paternal acres bound,

Content to breathe his native air,

                           In his own ground.

 

Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread,

  Whose flocks supply him with attire,

Whose trees in summer yield him shade,

                           In winter fire.

 

Blest, who can unconcernedly find

  Hours, days, and years slide soft away,

In health of body, peace of mind,

                           Quiet by day,

 

Sound sleep by night; study and ease,

  Together mixed; sweet recreation;

And innocence, which most does please,

                           With meditation.

 

Thus let me live, unseen, unknown;

  Thus unlamented let me die;

Steal from the world, and not a stone

                           Tell where I lie.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Ode on Solitude

By Alexander Pope

Happy the man, whose wish and care

  A few paternal acres bound,

Content to breathe his native air,

                           In his own ground.

 

Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread,

  Whose flocks supply him with attire,

Whose trees in summer yield him shade,

                           In winter fire.

 

Blest, who can unconcernedly find

  Hours, days, and years slide soft away,

In health of body, peace of mind,

                           Quiet by day,

 

Sound sleep by night; study and ease,

  Together mixed; sweet recreation;

And innocence, which most does please,

                           With meditation.

 

Thus let me live, unseen, unknown;

  Thus unlamented let me die;

Steal from the world, and not a stone

                           Tell where I lie.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Ode on Solitude by Alexander Pope Homemade Sounds 00:01:38 Read by Dave Luukkonen Read by Dave Luukkonen ode on solitude, alexander pope, classical poetry, solitude, death, romantic poetry, isolation, covid 19, poetry, naive, english false full 46 2 f28d5def-cdbd-4ab0-9d86-8ca5a55fd136 Mystery and Solitude in Topeka by Mark Strand Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Mystery and Solitude in Topeka

BY MARK STRAND

Afternoon darkens into evening. A man falls deeper and deeper into the slow spiral of sleep, into the drift of it, the length of it, through what feels like mist, and comes at last to an open door through which he passes without knowing why, then again without knowing why goes to a room where he sits and waits while the room seems to close around him and the dark is darker than any he has known, and he feels something forming within him without being sure what it is, its hold on him growing, as if a story were about to unfold, in which two characters, Pleasure and Pain, commit the same crime, the one that is his, that he will confess to again and again, until it means nothing.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 28 May 2020 16:59:42 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Mystery and Solitude in Topeka

BY MARK STRAND

Afternoon darkens into evening. A man falls deeper and deeper into the slow spiral of sleep, into the drift of it, the length of it, through what feels like mist, and comes at last to an open door through which he passes without knowing why, then again without knowing why goes to a room where he sits and waits while the room seems to close around him and the dark is darker than any he has known, and he feels something forming within him without being sure what it is, its hold on him growing, as if a story were about to unfold, in which two characters, Pleasure and Pain, commit the same crime, the one that is his, that he will confess to again and again, until it means nothing.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mystery and Solitude in Topeka by Mark Strand Homemade Sounds 00:01:50 Read by Jonathan Cotton Read by Jonathan Cotton mystery and solitude in topeka, shelterinpoems, kafka, mark strand, american poetry, shelterinpoetry, poetry, wordsintheair, loneliness false full 45 2 f3068d2f-174f-44da-857b-23c066b46e1c Nocturne by Louise Glück Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Nocturne

BY LOUISE GLÜCK

 

Mother died last night,

Mother who never dies.

 

Winter was in the air,

many months away

but in the air nevertheless.

 

It was the tenth of May.

Hyacinth and apple blossom

bloomed in the back garden.

 

We could hear

Maria singing songs from Czechoslovakia —

 

How alone I am —

songs of that kind.

 

How alone I am,

no mother, no father —

my brain seems so empty without them.

 

Aromas drifted out of the earth;

the dishes were in the sink,

rinsed but not stacked.

 

Under the full moon

Maria was folding the washing;

the stiff  sheets became

dry white rectangles of  moonlight.

 

How alone I am, but in music

my desolation is my rejoicing.

 

It was the tenth of May

as it had been the ninth, the eighth.

 

Mother slept in her bed,

her arms outstretched, her head

balanced between them.

 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Tue, 26 May 2020 07:21:21 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Nocturne

BY LOUISE GLÜCK

 

Mother died last night,

Mother who never dies.

 

Winter was in the air,

many months away

but in the air nevertheless.

 

It was the tenth of May.

Hyacinth and apple blossom

bloomed in the back garden.

 

We could hear

Maria singing songs from Czechoslovakia —

 

How alone I am —

songs of that kind.

 

How alone I am,

no mother, no father —

my brain seems so empty without them.

 

Aromas drifted out of the earth;

the dishes were in the sink,

rinsed but not stacked.

 

Under the full moon

Maria was folding the washing;

the stiff  sheets became

dry white rectangles of  moonlight.

 

How alone I am, but in music

my desolation is my rejoicing.

 

It was the tenth of May

as it had been the ninth, the eighth.

 

Mother slept in her bed,

her arms outstretched, her head

balanced between them.

 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Nocturne by Louise Glück Homemade Sounds 00:02:04 Read by Jaren Cerf Read by Jaren Cerf louise gluck, modern poetry, nocturne, shelterinpoems, words, death, emily dickinson, american poetry, elizabeth bishop, poetry, moments false full 44 2 f4b233bf-3f7d-4479-a794-7aa6ea05cefb Soon by Joe Bolton Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Soon

by Joe Bolton

Soon, these great stadiums will be empty,

Standing coolly at twilight, lit only

By the twilight, and there will be no sound,

No echo, and no memory of sound.

 

Soon, these mansions along North Boulevard

Will fall into disrepair, then will fall,

Their foundations given over to grass

Under the vaulted naves of the live oaks.

These freeways won’t dream of rush-hour traffic.

These towers won’t give you the time of day.

These storefronts won’t show the season’s fashion.

Nobody will try to take your money.

Soon, no one will remember how it was

To drive home at the end of the long day,

To hear a song you thought you’d forgotten,

To sleep and rise and not know quite what for.

And no one will remember what it was

To try to live and love and make love live

In these times we belong to but call ours,

Near the end of what looked like forever.

after Horace

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Soon

by Joe Bolton

Soon, these great stadiums will be empty,

Standing coolly at twilight, lit only

By the twilight, and there will be no sound,

No echo, and no memory of sound.

 

Soon, these mansions along North Boulevard

Will fall into disrepair, then will fall,

Their foundations given over to grass

Under the vaulted naves of the live oaks.

These freeways won’t dream of rush-hour traffic.

These towers won’t give you the time of day.

These storefronts won’t show the season’s fashion.

Nobody will try to take your money.

Soon, no one will remember how it was

To drive home at the end of the long day,

To hear a song you thought you’d forgotten,

To sleep and rise and not know quite what for.

And no one will remember what it was

To try to live and love and make love live

In these times we belong to but call ours,

Near the end of what looked like forever.

after Horace

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Soon by Joe Bolton Homemade Sounds 00:01:58 Read by Dave Luukkonen Read by Dave Luukkonen modern poetry, joe bolton, covid19, soon, end, pandemic, poetry, plague, hope false full 43 2 194e96c1-96a2-4800-b797-3b15e49f7ddd Pillow by Jana Prikryl Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

Pillow

By Jana Prikryl

How solitary

and resolute you look in the morning.

A stoic in your cotton sleeve.

Do you dream of walking out

 

rain or shine

a truffle balanced on your sternum

and passing me on the sidewalk?

Or is that a smile

 

because you interpret nothing

and statelessness is where you live?

How calmly you indulge my moods.

 

See you tonight, by the sovereign chartreuse

ceramics at the Met.

Let's hear what you'd do differently.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Tue, 19 May 2020 20:39:37 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

Pillow

By Jana Prikryl

How solitary

and resolute you look in the morning.

A stoic in your cotton sleeve.

Do you dream of walking out

 

rain or shine

a truffle balanced on your sternum

and passing me on the sidewalk?

Or is that a smile

 

because you interpret nothing

and statelessness is where you live?

How calmly you indulge my moods.

 

See you tonight, by the sovereign chartreuse

ceramics at the Met.

Let's hear what you'd do differently.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Pillow by Jana Prikryl Homemade Sounds 00:01:02 Read by Helena De Groot Read by Helena De Groot comfort, modern poetry, pillow, helena de groot, jana prikryl, poetry, sleep false full 41 2 a5523af8-91c4-4b35-9652-37285d52f1ab Smoke by Philip Levine Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

SMOKE
By Philip Levine
Can you imagine the air filled with smoke?
It was. The city was vanishing before noon
or was it earlier than that? I can't say because
the light came from nowhere and went nowhere.

This was years ago, before you were born, before
your parents met in a bus station downtown.
She'd come on Friday after work all the way
from Toledo, and he'd dressed in his only suit.

Back then we called this a date, some times
a blind date, though they'd written back and forth
for weeks. What actually took place is now lost.
It's become part of the mythology of a family,

the stories told by children around the dinner table.
No, they aren't dead, they're just treated that way,
as objects turned one way and then another
to catch the light, the light overflowing with smoke.

Go back to the beginning, you insist. Why
is the air filled with smoke? Simple. We had work.
Work was something that thrived on fire, that without
fire couldn't catch its breath or hang on for life.

We came out into the morning air, Bernie, Stash,
Williams, and I, it was late March, a new war
was starting up in Asia or closer to home,
one that meant to kill us, but for a moment

the air held still in the gray poplars and elms
undoing their branches. I understood the moon
for the very first time, why it came and went, why
it wasn't there that day to greet the four of us.

Before the bus came a small black bird settled
on the curb, fearless or hurt, and turned its beak up
as though questioning the day. "A baby crow,"
someone said. Your father knelt down on the wet cement,

his lunchbox balanced on one knee and stared quietly
for a long time. "A grackle far from home," he said.
One of the four of us mentioned tenderness,
a word I wasn't used to, so it wasn't me.

The bus must have arrived. I'm not there today.
The windows were soiled. We swayed this way and that
over the railroad tracks, across Woodward Avenue,
heading west, just like the sun, hidden in smoke.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 14 May 2020 23:55:11 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

SMOKE
By Philip Levine
Can you imagine the air filled with smoke?
It was. The city was vanishing before noon
or was it earlier than that? I can't say because
the light came from nowhere and went nowhere.

This was years ago, before you were born, before
your parents met in a bus station downtown.
She'd come on Friday after work all the way
from Toledo, and he'd dressed in his only suit.

Back then we called this a date, some times
a blind date, though they'd written back and forth
for weeks. What actually took place is now lost.
It's become part of the mythology of a family,

the stories told by children around the dinner table.
No, they aren't dead, they're just treated that way,
as objects turned one way and then another
to catch the light, the light overflowing with smoke.

Go back to the beginning, you insist. Why
is the air filled with smoke? Simple. We had work.
Work was something that thrived on fire, that without
fire couldn't catch its breath or hang on for life.

We came out into the morning air, Bernie, Stash,
Williams, and I, it was late March, a new war
was starting up in Asia or closer to home,
one that meant to kill us, but for a moment

the air held still in the gray poplars and elms
undoing their branches. I understood the moon
for the very first time, why it came and went, why
it wasn't there that day to greet the four of us.

Before the bus came a small black bird settled
on the curb, fearless or hurt, and turned its beak up
as though questioning the day. "A baby crow,"
someone said. Your father knelt down on the wet cement,

his lunchbox balanced on one knee and stared quietly
for a long time. "A grackle far from home," he said.
One of the four of us mentioned tenderness,
a word I wasn't used to, so it wasn't me.

The bus must have arrived. I'm not there today.
The windows were soiled. We swayed this way and that
over the railroad tracks, across Woodward Avenue,
heading west, just like the sun, hidden in smoke.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Smoke by Philip Levine Homemade Sounds 00:04:16 Read by Jonathan Cotton Read by Jonathan Cotton philiplevine, vietnam, 1950s, american poetry, smoke, modern, shelterinpoetry, poetry false full 42 2 81290faa-c801-4897-8507-e6ad480eb4c7 4 A.M. By Kenneth Fearing Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

4 A.M.

by Kenneth Fearing

It is early evening, still, in Honolulu, and in London, now, it

must be well past dawn;

But here, in the Riviera Cafe, on a street that has been lost and

forgotten very long ago, as the clock moves steadily toward

closing time,

The spark of life is very low, if it burns at all.

 

 

And here we are, four lost and forgotten customers in this place

that surely will never again be found,

Sitting, at ten-foot intervals, along this lost and forgotten bar,

(Wishing the space were further still, for we are still too close

for comfort)

Knowing that the bartender, and the elk’s head, and the portrait

of F.D.R.,

(All gazing at something of interest beyond us and behind us,

but very far away)

Must somehow be aware of us, too, as we stare at the cold

interior of our lives, reflected in the mirror beneath and in

back of them.

 

 

Hear how lonely the radio is, as its voice talks on, and on, un-

answered;

Notice how futile is the nickel dropped in the juke-box by a

customer,

How its music proves again that one’s life is either too humdrum

or too exciting, too empty or too full, too this, too that;

Only the cat that has been sleeping in the window, now yawning

and stretching and trotting to the kitchen to sleep again --

Only this living toy knows what we feel, knows what we are,

really knows what we only think we know.

 

 

Soon, too soon, it will be closing time, and the door will be locked;

Each of us will be alone, soon, with something ravaging for

a name --

(Our golden, glorious futures, perhaps).

Lock the door now and put out the lights, before some terrible

stranger enters and gives, to each of us, an answer that is

the final truth.

 

 

They say the Matterhorn at dawn, and the Northern Lights of

the Arctic, are things that should be seen;

They say, they say --------- in time, you will hear them say anything,

and everything.

What would the elk’s head, or the remote bartender say, if they

could speak?

The booth where last night’s love affair began, the spot where

last year’s homicide occurred, are empty now, and still.

 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Tue, 12 May 2020 21:57:40 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

4 A.M.

by Kenneth Fearing

It is early evening, still, in Honolulu, and in London, now, it

must be well past dawn;

But here, in the Riviera Cafe, on a street that has been lost and

forgotten very long ago, as the clock moves steadily toward

closing time,

The spark of life is very low, if it burns at all.

 

 

And here we are, four lost and forgotten customers in this place

that surely will never again be found,

Sitting, at ten-foot intervals, along this lost and forgotten bar,

(Wishing the space were further still, for we are still too close

for comfort)

Knowing that the bartender, and the elk’s head, and the portrait

of F.D.R.,

(All gazing at something of interest beyond us and behind us,

but very far away)

Must somehow be aware of us, too, as we stare at the cold

interior of our lives, reflected in the mirror beneath and in

back of them.

 

 

Hear how lonely the radio is, as its voice talks on, and on, un-

answered;

Notice how futile is the nickel dropped in the juke-box by a

customer,

How its music proves again that one’s life is either too humdrum

or too exciting, too empty or too full, too this, too that;

Only the cat that has been sleeping in the window, now yawning

and stretching and trotting to the kitchen to sleep again --

Only this living toy knows what we feel, knows what we are,

really knows what we only think we know.

 

 

Soon, too soon, it will be closing time, and the door will be locked;

Each of us will be alone, soon, with something ravaging for

a name --

(Our golden, glorious futures, perhaps).

Lock the door now and put out the lights, before some terrible

stranger enters and gives, to each of us, an answer that is

the final truth.

 

 

They say the Matterhorn at dawn, and the Northern Lights of

the Arctic, are things that should be seen;

They say, they say --------- in time, you will hear them say anything,

and everything.

What would the elk’s head, or the remote bartender say, if they

could speak?

The booth where last night’s love affair began, the spot where

last year’s homicide occurred, are empty now, and still.

 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> 4 A.M. By Kenneth Fearing Homemade Sounds 00:04:27 Read by Jonathan Cotton Read by Jonathan Cotton modern poetry, filmnoir, 4am, new york, lost, kennethdearing, fear, isolation, depression false full 40 2 246e24af-9d9b-4957-a724-29e6734bb02a The Pomegranate by Eavan Boland Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

The Pomegranate

By Eavan Boland

The only legend I have ever loved is

the story of a daughter lost in hell.

And found and rescued there.

Love and blackmail are the gist of it.

Ceres and Persephone the names.

And the best thing about the legend is

I can enter it anywhere. And have.

As a child in exile in

a city of fogs and strange consonants,

I read it first and at first I was

an exiled child in the crackling dusk of

the underworld, the stars blighted. Later

I walked out in a summer twilight

searching for my daughter at bed-time.

When she came running I was ready

to make any bargain to keep her.

I carried her back past whitebeams

and wasps and honey-scented buddleias.

But I was Ceres then and I knew

winter was in store for every leaf

on every tree on that road.

Was inescapable for each one we passed. And for me.

                   It is winter

and the stars are hidden.

I climb the stairs and stand where I can see

my child asleep beside her teen magazines,

her can of Coke, her plate of uncut fruit.

The pomegranate! How did I forget it?

She could have come home and been safe

and ended the story and all

our heart-broken searching but she reached

out a hand and plucked a pomegranate.

She put out her hand and pulled down

the French sound for apple and

the noise of stone and the proof

that even in the place of death,

at the heart of legend, in the midst

of rocks full of unshed tears

ready to be diamonds by the time

the story was told, a child can be

hungry. I could warn her. There is still a chance.

The rain is cold. The road is flint-coloured.

The suburb has cars and cable television.

The veiled stars are above ground.

It is another world. But what else

can a mother give her daughter but such

beautiful rifts in time?

If I defer the grief I will diminish the gift.

The legend will be hers as well as mine.

She will enter it. As I have.

She will wake up. She will hold

the papery flushed skin in her hand.

And to her lips. I will say nothing.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 7 May 2020 21:34:57 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

The Pomegranate

By Eavan Boland

The only legend I have ever loved is

the story of a daughter lost in hell.

And found and rescued there.

Love and blackmail are the gist of it.

Ceres and Persephone the names.

And the best thing about the legend is

I can enter it anywhere. And have.

As a child in exile in

a city of fogs and strange consonants,

I read it first and at first I was

an exiled child in the crackling dusk of

the underworld, the stars blighted. Later

I walked out in a summer twilight

searching for my daughter at bed-time.

When she came running I was ready

to make any bargain to keep her.

I carried her back past whitebeams

and wasps and honey-scented buddleias.

But I was Ceres then and I knew

winter was in store for every leaf

on every tree on that road.

Was inescapable for each one we passed. And for me.

                   It is winter

and the stars are hidden.

I climb the stairs and stand where I can see

my child asleep beside her teen magazines,

her can of Coke, her plate of uncut fruit.

The pomegranate! How did I forget it?

She could have come home and been safe

and ended the story and all

our heart-broken searching but she reached

out a hand and plucked a pomegranate.

She put out her hand and pulled down

the French sound for apple and

the noise of stone and the proof

that even in the place of death,

at the heart of legend, in the midst

of rocks full of unshed tears

ready to be diamonds by the time

the story was told, a child can be

hungry. I could warn her. There is still a chance.

The rain is cold. The road is flint-coloured.

The suburb has cars and cable television.

The veiled stars are above ground.

It is another world. But what else

can a mother give her daughter but such

beautiful rifts in time?

If I defer the grief I will diminish the gift.

The legend will be hers as well as mine.

She will enter it. As I have.

She will wake up. She will hold

the papery flushed skin in her hand.

And to her lips. I will say nothing.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Pomegranate by Eavan Boland Homemade Sounds 00:02:54 Read by Lucie Fleming Read by Lucie Fleming poetry false full 39 2 cf72243a-e3fb-4cf5-ba65-487ffcf865e8 The Whole Mess...Almost by Gregory Corso Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

The Whole Mess ... Almost

BY GREGORY CORSO

I ran up six flights of stairs

to my small furnished room  

opened the window

and began throwing out

those things most important in life

 

First to go, Truth, squealing like a fink:

“Don’t! I’ll tell awful things about you!”

“Oh yeah? Well, I’ve nothing to hide ... OUT!”

Then went God, glowering & whimpering in amazement:  

“It’s not my fault! I’m not the cause of it all!” “OUT!”  

Then Love, cooing bribes: “You’ll never know impotency!  

All the girls on Vogue covers, all yours!”

I pushed her fat ass out and screamed:

“You always end up a bummer!”

I picked up Faith Hope Charity

all three clinging together:

“Without us you’ll surely die!”

“With you I’m going nuts! Goodbye!”

 

Then Beauty ... ah, Beauty—

As I led her to the window

I told her: “You I loved best in life

... but you’re a killer; Beauty kills!”  

Not really meaning to drop her

I immediately ran downstairs

getting there just in time to catch her  

“You saved me!” she cried

I put her down and told her: “Move on.”

 

Went back up those six flights

went to the money

there was no money to throw out.

The only thing left in the room was Death  

hiding beneath the kitchen sink:

“I’m not real!” It cried

“I’m just a rumor spread by life ... ”  

Laughing I threw it out, kitchen sink and all  

and suddenly realized Humor

was all that was left—

All I could do with Humor was to say:  

“Out the window with the window!”

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Fri, 1 May 2020 16:55:45 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

The Whole Mess ... Almost

BY GREGORY CORSO

I ran up six flights of stairs

to my small furnished room  

opened the window

and began throwing out

those things most important in life

 

First to go, Truth, squealing like a fink:

“Don’t! I’ll tell awful things about you!”

“Oh yeah? Well, I’ve nothing to hide ... OUT!”

Then went God, glowering & whimpering in amazement:  

“It’s not my fault! I’m not the cause of it all!” “OUT!”  

Then Love, cooing bribes: “You’ll never know impotency!  

All the girls on Vogue covers, all yours!”

I pushed her fat ass out and screamed:

“You always end up a bummer!”

I picked up Faith Hope Charity

all three clinging together:

“Without us you’ll surely die!”

“With you I’m going nuts! Goodbye!”

 

Then Beauty ... ah, Beauty—

As I led her to the window

I told her: “You I loved best in life

... but you’re a killer; Beauty kills!”  

Not really meaning to drop her

I immediately ran downstairs

getting there just in time to catch her  

“You saved me!” she cried

I put her down and told her: “Move on.”

 

Went back up those six flights

went to the money

there was no money to throw out.

The only thing left in the room was Death  

hiding beneath the kitchen sink:

“I’m not real!” It cried

“I’m just a rumor spread by life ... ”  

Laughing I threw it out, kitchen sink and all  

and suddenly realized Humor

was all that was left—

All I could do with Humor was to say:  

“Out the window with the window!”

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Whole Mess...Almost by Gregory Corso Homemade Sounds 00:02:34 Read by Benjamin Kroger Read by Benjamin Kroger gregory corso, fed up, mad, beat generation false full 38 2 50aeb4ca-2906-4367-b393-1a7ab16a5c69 For the Sleepwalkers by Edward Hirsch Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

For the Sleepwalkers

by Edward Hirsch

 

Tonight I want to say something wonderful

for the sleepwalkers who have so much faith

in their legs, so much faith in the invisible

 

arrow carved into the carpet, the worn path

that leads to the stairs instead of the window,

the gaping doorway instead of the seamless mirror.

 

I love the way that sleepwalkers are willing

to step out of their bodies into the night,

to raise their arms and welcome the darkness,

 

palming the blank spaces, touching everything.

Always they return home safely, like blind men

who know it is morning by feeling shadows.

 

And always they wake up as themselves again.

That’s why I want to say something astonishing

like: Our hearts are leaving our bodies.

 

Our hearts are thirsty black handkerchiefs

flying through the trees at night, soaking up

the darkest beams of moonlight, the music

 

of owls, the motion of wind-torn branches.

And now our hearts are thick black fists

flying back to the glove of our chests.

 

We have to learn to trust our hearts like that.

We have to learn the desperate faith of sleep-

walkers who rise out of their calm beds

 

and walk through the skin of another life.

We have to drink the stupefying cup of darkness

and wake up to ourselves, nourished and surprised.

 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Wed, 29 Apr 2020 19:03:51 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

For the Sleepwalkers

by Edward Hirsch

 

Tonight I want to say something wonderful

for the sleepwalkers who have so much faith

in their legs, so much faith in the invisible

 

arrow carved into the carpet, the worn path

that leads to the stairs instead of the window,

the gaping doorway instead of the seamless mirror.

 

I love the way that sleepwalkers are willing

to step out of their bodies into the night,

to raise their arms and welcome the darkness,

 

palming the blank spaces, touching everything.

Always they return home safely, like blind men

who know it is morning by feeling shadows.

 

And always they wake up as themselves again.

That’s why I want to say something astonishing

like: Our hearts are leaving our bodies.

 

Our hearts are thirsty black handkerchiefs

flying through the trees at night, soaking up

the darkest beams of moonlight, the music

 

of owls, the motion of wind-torn branches.

And now our hearts are thick black fists

flying back to the glove of our chests.

 

We have to learn to trust our hearts like that.

We have to learn the desperate faith of sleep-

walkers who rise out of their calm beds

 

and walk through the skin of another life.

We have to drink the stupefying cup of darkness

and wake up to ourselves, nourished and surprised.

 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> For the Sleepwalkers by Edward Hirsch Homemade Sounds 00:01:42 Read by Kevin Seaman Read by Kevin Seaman modern poetry, poetry, rebirth false full 37 2 f7cd2c86-ea19-4df4-9c73-8a65b9d0eceb Late Spring by W.S. Merwin Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Late Spring -

By W.S. Merwin

 

Coming into the high room again after years

after oceans and shadows of hills and the sounds of lies

after losses and feet on stairs

 

after looking and mistakes and forgetting

turning there thinking to find

no one except those I knew

finally I saw you

sitting in white

already waiting

 

you of whom I had heard

with my own ears since the beginning

for whom more than once

I have opened the door

believing you were not far

 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Sun, 26 Apr 2020 16:28:51 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Late Spring -

By W.S. Merwin

 

Coming into the high room again after years

after oceans and shadows of hills and the sounds of lies

after losses and feet on stairs

 

after looking and mistakes and forgetting

turning there thinking to find

no one except those I knew

finally I saw you

sitting in white

already waiting

 

you of whom I had heard

with my own ears since the beginning

for whom more than once

I have opened the door

believing you were not far

 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Late Spring by W.S. Merwin Homemade Sounds 00:01:15 Read by Jonathan Cotton Read by Jonathan Cotton spring, modern poetry, memory, time, wsmerwin, desire, place, poetry false full 36 2 cca6b336-e220-4413-8250-53adf9df2c8a In The Corridor by Saskia Hamilton Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

In the Corridor

By Saskia Hamilton

I passed through, I should have paused,

there were a hundred doors. One opened.

In there, someone whose name

is not yet known to me lived out

 

his middle years in simple terms, two chairs,

one place laid for early breakfast, one plate

with dry toast and butter softening. There

his mind raced through writings

 

he had memorized long ago while he tried

to get hold of himself. Once

in his youth he had studied with love

in the corners of old paintings

 

matrices of fields and towns,

passages intricate and particular, wheat,

columns, figures and ground,

classically proportioned

 

in lines that were meant

to meet, eventually,

at vanishing point. They continued,

nevertheless; they troubled the eye.

 

He collected sets of books printed

in the nineteenth century, unyielding

pages, memoirs of the poets,

engravings of rurified private subjects

 

in times of public sector unhappiness,

frescoes of human oddity in gatefold printing.

Why does it continue

to chasten me, he says to no one.

 

It does. It is a painful mistaking,

this setting something down,

saying aloud, “it is nothing yet”

when he’d meant, not anything—

 

but then nothing peered

through the keyhole, nothing

took possession. Snow on the roofs,

snow in traces on the ground,

 

passersby with wet trouser-cuffs

looking to the pavement as the hill rises,

light gathering in the river

and gradually spreading.

 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 23 Apr 2020 19:47:30 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (positive creativity podcast, lauren schaffel) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

In the Corridor

By Saskia Hamilton

I passed through, I should have paused,

there were a hundred doors. One opened.

In there, someone whose name

is not yet known to me lived out

 

his middle years in simple terms, two chairs,

one place laid for early breakfast, one plate

with dry toast and butter softening. There

his mind raced through writings

 

he had memorized long ago while he tried

to get hold of himself. Once

in his youth he had studied with love

in the corners of old paintings

 

matrices of fields and towns,

passages intricate and particular, wheat,

columns, figures and ground,

classically proportioned

 

in lines that were meant

to meet, eventually,

at vanishing point. They continued,

nevertheless; they troubled the eye.

 

He collected sets of books printed

in the nineteenth century, unyielding

pages, memoirs of the poets,

engravings of rurified private subjects

 

in times of public sector unhappiness,

frescoes of human oddity in gatefold printing.

Why does it continue

to chasten me, he says to no one.

 

It does. It is a painful mistaking,

this setting something down,

saying aloud, “it is nothing yet”

when he’d meant, not anything—

 

but then nothing peered

through the keyhole, nothing

took possession. Snow on the roofs,

snow in traces on the ground,

 

passersby with wet trouser-cuffs

looking to the pavement as the hill rises,

light gathering in the river

and gradually spreading.

 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> In The Corridor by Saskia Hamilton positive creativity podcast, lauren schaffel 00:02:34 Read by Lauren Schaffel Read by Lauren Schaffel modern poetry, saskia hamilton, darkness, poetry, in the corridor, robert lowell false full 35 2 2465fdac-bc07-4625-9355-ec663c3d3e28 A Certain Lady by Dorothy Parker Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

 

A Certain Lady

By Dorothy Parker

Oh, I can smile for you, and tilt my head,

      And drink your rushing words with eager lips,

  And paint my mouth for you a fragrant red,

      And trace your brows with tutored finger-tips.

  When you rehearse your list of loves to me,

      Oh, I can laugh and marvel, rapturous-eyed.

  And you laugh back, nor can you ever see

      The thousand little deaths my heart has died.

  And you believe, so well I know my part,

    That I am gay as morning, light as snow,

And all the straining things within my heart

    You'll never know.

 

Oh, I can laugh and listen, when we meet,

    And you bring tales of fresh adventurings, —

Of ladies delicately indiscreet,

    Of lingering hands, and gently whispered things.

And you are pleased with me, and strive anew

    To sing me sagas of your late delights.

Thus do you want me — marveling, gay, and true,

    Nor do you see my staring eyes of nights.

And when, in search of novelty, you stray,

    Oh, I can kiss you blithely as you go….

And what goes on, my love, while you're away,

    You'll never know.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Fri, 17 Apr 2020 19:06:26 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Lucie Fleming) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

 

A Certain Lady

By Dorothy Parker

Oh, I can smile for you, and tilt my head,

      And drink your rushing words with eager lips,

  And paint my mouth for you a fragrant red,

      And trace your brows with tutored finger-tips.

  When you rehearse your list of loves to me,

      Oh, I can laugh and marvel, rapturous-eyed.

  And you laugh back, nor can you ever see

      The thousand little deaths my heart has died.

  And you believe, so well I know my part,

    That I am gay as morning, light as snow,

And all the straining things within my heart

    You'll never know.

 

Oh, I can laugh and listen, when we meet,

    And you bring tales of fresh adventurings, —

Of ladies delicately indiscreet,

    Of lingering hands, and gently whispered things.

And you are pleased with me, and strive anew

    To sing me sagas of your late delights.

Thus do you want me — marveling, gay, and true,

    Nor do you see my staring eyes of nights.

And when, in search of novelty, you stray,

    Oh, I can kiss you blithely as you go….

And what goes on, my love, while you're away,

    You'll never know.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> A Certain Lady by Dorothy Parker Lucie Fleming 00:02:18 Read by Lucie Fleming Read by Lucie Fleming modern poetry, american poetry, poetry false full 34 2 f093912a-e614-4e51-b708-59cd8aeaeb0f All My Pretty Ones by Anne Sexton Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

All My Pretty Ones

By Anne Sexton

Father, this year’s jinx rides us apart

where you followed our mother to her cold slumber;

a second shock boiling its stone to your heart,  

leaving me here to shuffle and disencumber  

you from the residence you could not afford:  

a gold key, your half of a woolen mill,

twenty suits from Dunne’s, an English Ford,  

the love and legal verbiage of another will,  

boxes of pictures of people I do not know.

I touch their cardboard faces. They must go.

 

But the eyes, as thick as wood in this album,  

hold me. I stop here, where a small boy

waits in a ruffled dress for someone to come ...  

for this soldier who holds his bugle like a toy  

or for this velvet lady who cannot smile.  

Is this your father’s father, this commodore

in a mailman suit? My father, time meanwhile  

has made it unimportant who you are looking for.  

I’ll never know what these faces are all about.  

I lock them into their book and throw them out.

 

This is the yellow scrapbook that you began

the year I was born; as crackling now and wrinkly  

as tobacco leaves: clippings where Hoover outran  

the Democrats, wiggling his dry finger at me

and Prohibition; news where the Hindenburg went  

down and recent years where you went flush  

on war. This year, solvent but sick, you meant  

to marry that pretty widow in a one-month rush.  

But before you had that second chance, I cried  

on your fat shoulder. Three days later you died.

 

These are the snapshots of marriage, stopped in places.  

Side by side at the rail toward Nassau now;

here, with the winner’s cup at the speedboat races,  

here, in tails at the Cotillion, you take a bow,

here, by our kennel of dogs with their pink eyes,  

running like show-bred pigs in their chain-link pen;  

here, at the horseshow where my sister wins a prize;  

and here, standing like a duke among groups of men.  

Now I fold you down, my drunkard, my navigator,  

my first lost keeper, to love or look at later.

 

I hold a five-year diary that my mother kept  

for three years, telling all she does not say  

of your alcoholic tendency. You overslept,

she writes. My God, father, each Christmas Day  

with your blood, will I drink down your glass  

of wine? The diary of your hurly-burly years  

goes to my shelf to wait for my age to pass.  

Only in this hoarded span will love persevere.  

Whether you are pretty or not, I outlive you,

bend down my strange face to yours and forgive you.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Sun, 12 Apr 2020 19:40:04 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (alison chace, pink wisdom, anne sexton) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

All My Pretty Ones

By Anne Sexton

Father, this year’s jinx rides us apart

where you followed our mother to her cold slumber;

a second shock boiling its stone to your heart,  

leaving me here to shuffle and disencumber  

you from the residence you could not afford:  

a gold key, your half of a woolen mill,

twenty suits from Dunne’s, an English Ford,  

the love and legal verbiage of another will,  

boxes of pictures of people I do not know.

I touch their cardboard faces. They must go.

 

But the eyes, as thick as wood in this album,  

hold me. I stop here, where a small boy

waits in a ruffled dress for someone to come ...  

for this soldier who holds his bugle like a toy  

or for this velvet lady who cannot smile.  

Is this your father’s father, this commodore

in a mailman suit? My father, time meanwhile  

has made it unimportant who you are looking for.  

I’ll never know what these faces are all about.  

I lock them into their book and throw them out.

 

This is the yellow scrapbook that you began

the year I was born; as crackling now and wrinkly  

as tobacco leaves: clippings where Hoover outran  

the Democrats, wiggling his dry finger at me

and Prohibition; news where the Hindenburg went  

down and recent years where you went flush  

on war. This year, solvent but sick, you meant  

to marry that pretty widow in a one-month rush.  

But before you had that second chance, I cried  

on your fat shoulder. Three days later you died.

 

These are the snapshots of marriage, stopped in places.  

Side by side at the rail toward Nassau now;

here, with the winner’s cup at the speedboat races,  

here, in tails at the Cotillion, you take a bow,

here, by our kennel of dogs with their pink eyes,  

running like show-bred pigs in their chain-link pen;  

here, at the horseshow where my sister wins a prize;  

and here, standing like a duke among groups of men.  

Now I fold you down, my drunkard, my navigator,  

my first lost keeper, to love or look at later.

 

I hold a five-year diary that my mother kept  

for three years, telling all she does not say  

of your alcoholic tendency. You overslept,

she writes. My God, father, each Christmas Day  

with your blood, will I drink down your glass  

of wine? The diary of your hurly-burly years  

goes to my shelf to wait for my age to pass.  

Only in this hoarded span will love persevere.  

Whether you are pretty or not, I outlive you,

bend down my strange face to yours and forgive you.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> All My Pretty Ones by Anne Sexton alison chace, pink wisdom, anne sexton 00:03:37 Read by Alison Chace Read by Alison Chace pink wisdom, dysfunctional, confessional, easter, anne sexton, all my pretty ones, family, american poetry, modern, poetry false full 33 2 40486582-96fb-4dbb-bc2e-d0553f3a1026 Waiting by Raymond Carver Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Waiting

by Raymond Carver

Left off the highway and

down the hill. At the

bottom, hang another left.

Keep bearing left. The road

will make a Y. Left again.

There’s a creek on the left.

Keep going. Just before

the road ends, there’ll be

another road. Take it

and no other. Otherwise,

your life will be ruined

forever. There’s a log house

with a shake roof, on the left.

It’s not that house. It’s

the next house, just over

a rise. The house

where trees are laden with

fruit. Where phlox, forsythia,

and marigold grow. It’s

the house where the woman

stands in the doorway

wearing the sun in her hair. The one

who’s been waiting

all this time.

The woman who loves you.

The one who can say,

“What’s kept you?”

 

 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Sat, 11 Apr 2020 17:52:12 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Waiting

by Raymond Carver

Left off the highway and

down the hill. At the

bottom, hang another left.

Keep bearing left. The road

will make a Y. Left again.

There’s a creek on the left.

Keep going. Just before

the road ends, there’ll be

another road. Take it

and no other. Otherwise,

your life will be ruined

forever. There’s a log house

with a shake roof, on the left.

It’s not that house. It’s

the next house, just over

a rise. The house

where trees are laden with

fruit. Where phlox, forsythia,

and marigold grow. It’s

the house where the woman

stands in the doorway

wearing the sun in her hair. The one

who’s been waiting

all this time.

The woman who loves you.

The one who can say,

“What’s kept you?”

 

 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Waiting by Raymond Carver Homemade Sounds 00:01:37 Read by Jonathan Cotton Read by Jonathan Cotton john cheever, modern poetry, waiting, new york school, raymond carver, iowa writing, midlife, true love, ache, poetry false full 32 2 1c01b85b-0d81-4431-a5f1-c0d1f6d13a58 This Morning by Charles Simic Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

This Morning

by Charles Simic 

Enter without knocking, hard-working ant.

I'm just sitting here mulling over

What to do this dark, overcast day?

It was a night of the radio turned down low,

Fitful sleep, vague, troubling dreams.

I woke up lovesick and confused.

I thought I heard Estella in the garden singing

And some bird answering her,

But it was the rain. Dark tree tops swaying

And whispering. "Come to me my desire,"

I said. And she came to me by and by,

Her breath smelling of mint, her tongue

Wetting my cheek, and then she vanished.

Slowly day came, a gray streak of daylight

To bathe my hands and face in.

Hours passed, and then you crawled

Under the door, and stopped before me.

You visit the same tailors the mourners do,

Mr. Ant. I like the silence between us,

The quiet--that holy state even the rain

Knows about. Listen to her begin to fall,

As if with eyes closed,

Muting each drop in her wild-beating heart.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 9 Apr 2020 01:21:26 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (writ large, lyceum) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

This Morning

by Charles Simic 

Enter without knocking, hard-working ant.

I'm just sitting here mulling over

What to do this dark, overcast day?

It was a night of the radio turned down low,

Fitful sleep, vague, troubling dreams.

I woke up lovesick and confused.

I thought I heard Estella in the garden singing

And some bird answering her,

But it was the rain. Dark tree tops swaying

And whispering. "Come to me my desire,"

I said. And she came to me by and by,

Her breath smelling of mint, her tongue

Wetting my cheek, and then she vanished.

Slowly day came, a gray streak of daylight

To bathe my hands and face in.

Hours passed, and then you crawled

Under the door, and stopped before me.

You visit the same tailors the mourners do,

Mr. Ant. I like the silence between us,

The quiet--that holy state even the rain

Knows about. Listen to her begin to fall,

As if with eyes closed,

Muting each drop in her wild-beating heart.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> This Morning by Charles Simic writ large, lyceum 00:02:09 Read by Tom Lloyd Read by Tom Lloyd surreal, imagist, yugoslavian poetry, charles simic, morning, moment at dawn, modern, poetry false full 31 2 f892fea8-1e31-4952-81b8-448ae97c1350 Upon Nothing by John Wilmot Earl of Rochester Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Upon Nothing

BY JOHN WILMOT EARL OF ROCHESTER

Nothing! thou elder brother even to Shade:

That hadst a being ere the world was made,

And well fixed, art alone of ending not afraid.

 

Ere Time and Place were, Time and Place were not,

When primitive Nothing Something straight begot;

Then all proceeded from the great united What.

 

Something, the general attribute of all,

Severed from thee, its sole original,

Into thy boundless self must undistinguished fall;

 

Yet Something did thy mighty power command,

And from fruitful Emptiness’s hand

Snatched men, beasts, birds, fire, air, and land.

 

Matter the wicked’st offspring of thy race,

By Form assisted, flew from thy embrace,

And rebel Light obscured thy reverend dusky face.

 

With Form and Matter, Time and Place did join;

Body, thy foe, with these did leagues combine

To spoil thy peaceful realm, and ruin all thy line;

 

But turncoat Time assists the foe in vain,

And bribed by thee, destroys their short-lived reign,

And to thy hungry womb drives back thy slaves again.

 

Though mysteries are barred from laic eyes,

And the divine alone with warrant pries

Into thy bosom, where truth in private lies,

 

Yet this of thee the wise may truly say,

Thou from the virtuous nothing dost delay,

And to be part with thee the wicked wisely pray.

 

Great Negative, how vainly would the wise

Inquire, define, distinguish, teach, devise,

Didst thou not stand to point their blind philosophies!

 

Is, or Is Not, the two great ends of Fate,

And True or False, the subject of debate,

That perfect or destroy the vast designs of state—

 

When they have racked the politician’s breast,

Within thy Bosom most securely rest,

And when reduced to thee, are least unsafe and best.

 

But Nothing, why does Something still permit

That sacred monarchs should at council sit

With persons highly thought at best for nothing fit,

 

While weighty Something modestly abstains

From princes’ coffers, and from statemen’s brains,

And Nothing there like stately Nothing reigns?

 

Nothing! who dwell’st with fools in grave disguise

For whom they reverend shapes and forms devise,

Lawn sleeves, and furs, and gowns, when they like thee look wise:

 

French truth, Dutch prowess, British policy,

Hibernian learning, Scotch civility,

Spaniards’ dispatch, Danes’ wit are mainly seen in thee.

 

The great man’s gratitude to his best friend,

Kings’ promises, whores’ vows—towards thee may bend,

Flow swiftly into thee, and in thee ever end.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Wed, 1 Apr 2020 16:27:55 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Upon Nothing

BY JOHN WILMOT EARL OF ROCHESTER

Nothing! thou elder brother even to Shade:

That hadst a being ere the world was made,

And well fixed, art alone of ending not afraid.

 

Ere Time and Place were, Time and Place were not,

When primitive Nothing Something straight begot;

Then all proceeded from the great united What.

 

Something, the general attribute of all,

Severed from thee, its sole original,

Into thy boundless self must undistinguished fall;

 

Yet Something did thy mighty power command,

And from fruitful Emptiness’s hand

Snatched men, beasts, birds, fire, air, and land.

 

Matter the wicked’st offspring of thy race,

By Form assisted, flew from thy embrace,

And rebel Light obscured thy reverend dusky face.

 

With Form and Matter, Time and Place did join;

Body, thy foe, with these did leagues combine

To spoil thy peaceful realm, and ruin all thy line;

 

But turncoat Time assists the foe in vain,

And bribed by thee, destroys their short-lived reign,

And to thy hungry womb drives back thy slaves again.

 

Though mysteries are barred from laic eyes,

And the divine alone with warrant pries

Into thy bosom, where truth in private lies,

 

Yet this of thee the wise may truly say,

Thou from the virtuous nothing dost delay,

And to be part with thee the wicked wisely pray.

 

Great Negative, how vainly would the wise

Inquire, define, distinguish, teach, devise,

Didst thou not stand to point their blind philosophies!

 

Is, or Is Not, the two great ends of Fate,

And True or False, the subject of debate,

That perfect or destroy the vast designs of state—

 

When they have racked the politician’s breast,

Within thy Bosom most securely rest,

And when reduced to thee, are least unsafe and best.

 

But Nothing, why does Something still permit

That sacred monarchs should at council sit

With persons highly thought at best for nothing fit,

 

While weighty Something modestly abstains

From princes’ coffers, and from statemen’s brains,

And Nothing there like stately Nothing reigns?

 

Nothing! who dwell’st with fools in grave disguise

For whom they reverend shapes and forms devise,

Lawn sleeves, and furs, and gowns, when they like thee look wise:

 

French truth, Dutch prowess, British policy,

Hibernian learning, Scotch civility,

Spaniards’ dispatch, Danes’ wit are mainly seen in thee.

 

The great man’s gratitude to his best friend,

Kings’ promises, whores’ vows—towards thee may bend,

Flow swiftly into thee, and in thee ever end.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Upon Nothing by John Wilmot Earl of Rochester Homemade Sounds 00:03:36 Read by Douglas Brandt Read by Douglas Brandt pointless, satire, john wilmot, earl of rochester, frivolous, shakespeare, jonathan swift, 17th century, comedy, english poetry, nihilism, april fools, poetry false full 30 2 f025b10c-5d95-4cce-b237-1af04860c161 De Profundis by Georg Trakl Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

De Profundis

by 

Georg Trakl

 

It is a stubble-field where black rain falls.

It is a dark-brown tree that stands alone.

It is a soughing wind that swirls round empty huts –

How dismal this evening.

 

Passing the hamlet

The gentle orphan girl still gathers scanty ears of corn.

Round and golden her eyes feast on the gathering dusk,

Her lap yearning for the heavenly bridegroom.

 

On their way home

The shepherds found the darling body

Rotting in the briers.

 

I am a shadow far from desolate villages.

God’s silence

I drank from the springs of the grove.

 

Cold metal meets my temples.

Spiders seek out my heart.

There is a light that guts in my mouth.

 

At night I found myself on a heath,

Stiffening with dirt and dust from the stars.

In the thicket of hazels

Crystal angels once more sounded.

 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Tue, 31 Mar 2020 20:50:28 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

De Profundis

by 

Georg Trakl

 

It is a stubble-field where black rain falls.

It is a dark-brown tree that stands alone.

It is a soughing wind that swirls round empty huts –

How dismal this evening.

 

Passing the hamlet

The gentle orphan girl still gathers scanty ears of corn.

Round and golden her eyes feast on the gathering dusk,

Her lap yearning for the heavenly bridegroom.

 

On their way home

The shepherds found the darling body

Rotting in the briers.

 

I am a shadow far from desolate villages.

God’s silence

I drank from the springs of the grove.

 

Cold metal meets my temples.

Spiders seek out my heart.

There is a light that guts in my mouth.

 

At night I found myself on a heath,

Stiffening with dirt and dust from the stars.

In the thicket of hazels

Crystal angels once more sounded.

 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> De Profundis by Georg Trakl Homemade Sounds 00:02:20 Read by Alexander Pieter Walsh Read by Alexander Pieter Walsh trakl, german, de profundis, words in the air, austrian, death, poetry false full 29 2 0f3598c2-5e4e-43e4-9b42-0ee39fdf8952 The Applicant by Sylvia Plath Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

The Applicant
BY SYLVIA PLATH
First, are you our sort of a person?
Do you wear
A glass eye, false teeth or a crutch,
A brace or a hook,
Rubber breasts or a rubber crotch,

Stitches to show something's missing? No, no? Then
How can we give you a thing?
Stop crying.
Open your hand.
Empty? Empty. Here is a hand

To fill it and willing
To bring teacups and roll away headaches
And do whatever you tell it.
Will you marry it?
It is guaranteed

To thumb shut your eyes at the end
And dissolve of sorrow.
We make new stock from the salt.
I notice you are stark naked.
How about this suit——

Black and stiff, but not a bad fit.
Will you marry it?
It is waterproof, shatterproof, proof
Against fire and bombs through the roof.
Believe me, they'll bury you in it.

Now your head, excuse me, is empty.
I have the ticket for that.
Come here, sweetie, out of the closet.
Well, what do you think of that?
Naked as paper to start

But in twenty-five years she'll be silver,
In fifty, gold.
A living doll, everywhere you look.
It can sew, it can cook,
It can talk, talk, talk.

It works, there is nothing wrong with it.
You have a hole, it's a poultice.
You have an eye, it's an image.
My boy, it's your last resort.
Will you marry it, marry it, marry it.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 26 Mar 2020 17:28:36 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

The Applicant
BY SYLVIA PLATH
First, are you our sort of a person?
Do you wear
A glass eye, false teeth or a crutch,
A brace or a hook,
Rubber breasts or a rubber crotch,

Stitches to show something's missing? No, no? Then
How can we give you a thing?
Stop crying.
Open your hand.
Empty? Empty. Here is a hand

To fill it and willing
To bring teacups and roll away headaches
And do whatever you tell it.
Will you marry it?
It is guaranteed

To thumb shut your eyes at the end
And dissolve of sorrow.
We make new stock from the salt.
I notice you are stark naked.
How about this suit——

Black and stiff, but not a bad fit.
Will you marry it?
It is waterproof, shatterproof, proof
Against fire and bombs through the roof.
Believe me, they'll bury you in it.

Now your head, excuse me, is empty.
I have the ticket for that.
Come here, sweetie, out of the closet.
Well, what do you think of that?
Naked as paper to start

But in twenty-five years she'll be silver,
In fifty, gold.
A living doll, everywhere you look.
It can sew, it can cook,
It can talk, talk, talk.

It works, there is nothing wrong with it.
You have a hole, it's a poultice.
You have an eye, it's an image.
My boy, it's your last resort.
Will you marry it, marry it, marry it.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Applicant by Sylvia Plath Homemade Sounds 00:02:38 Read by Jaren Cerf Read by Jaren Cerf feminism, timesup, the applicant, sylviaplath, metoo, confessional, 1950s, american modern poetry, poetry, women poetry false full 28 2 be1fba40-1632-482c-b4c0-5cb183c560fb For Love by Robert Creeley Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

For Love

by Robert Creeley

for Bobbie

Yesterday I wanted to

speak of it, that sense above  

the others to me

important because all

that I know derives

from what it teaches me.  

Today, what is it that  

is finally so helpless,

different, despairs of its own  

statement, wants to

turn away, endlessly

to turn away.

If the moon did not ...

no, if you did not

I wouldn’t either, but  

what would I not

do, what prevention, what  

thing so quickly stopped.  

That is love yesterday  

or tomorrow, not

now. Can I eat

what you give me. I

have not earned it. Must  

I think of everything

as earned. Now love also  

becomes a reward so

remote from me I have

only made it with my mind.

Here is tedium,

despair, a painful

sense of isolation and  

whimsical if pompous

self-regard. But that image  

is only of the mind’s

vague structure, vague to me  

because it is my own.

Love, what do I think

to say. I cannot say it.

What have you become to ask,  

what have I made you into,

companion, good company,  

crossed legs with skirt, or  

soft body under

the bones of the bed.

Nothing says anything  

but that which it wishes  

would come true, fears  

what else might happen in

some other place, some  

other time not this one.  

A voice in my place, an  

echo of that only in yours.

Let me stumble into

not the confession but  

the obsession I begin with  

now. For you

also (also)

some time beyond place, or  

place beyond time, no  

mind left to

say anything at all,

that face gone, now.

Into the company of love  

it all returns.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 19 Mar 2020 20:27:48 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

For Love

by Robert Creeley

for Bobbie

Yesterday I wanted to

speak of it, that sense above  

the others to me

important because all

that I know derives

from what it teaches me.  

Today, what is it that  

is finally so helpless,

different, despairs of its own  

statement, wants to

turn away, endlessly

to turn away.

If the moon did not ...

no, if you did not

I wouldn’t either, but  

what would I not

do, what prevention, what  

thing so quickly stopped.  

That is love yesterday  

or tomorrow, not

now. Can I eat

what you give me. I

have not earned it. Must  

I think of everything

as earned. Now love also  

becomes a reward so

remote from me I have

only made it with my mind.

Here is tedium,

despair, a painful

sense of isolation and  

whimsical if pompous

self-regard. But that image  

is only of the mind’s

vague structure, vague to me  

because it is my own.

Love, what do I think

to say. I cannot say it.

What have you become to ask,  

what have I made you into,

companion, good company,  

crossed legs with skirt, or  

soft body under

the bones of the bed.

Nothing says anything  

but that which it wishes  

would come true, fears  

what else might happen in

some other place, some  

other time not this one.  

A voice in my place, an  

echo of that only in yours.

Let me stumble into

not the confession but  

the obsession I begin with  

now. For you

also (also)

some time beyond place, or  

place beyond time, no  

mind left to

say anything at all,

that face gone, now.

Into the company of love  

it all returns.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> For Love by Robert Creeley Homemade Sounds 00:02:25 Read by Dave Luukkonen Read by Dave Luukkonen for love, robert creely, love, obsession, desire, anger, resentment, partner false full 27 2 386bfd76-24c8-4448-b9c0-16cb3fa5bc29 All Night, All Night by Delmore Schwartz Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

All Night, All Night

by Delmore Schwartz

Rode in the train all night, in the sick light. A bird

Flew parallel with a singular will. In daydream's moods and

attitudes

The other passengers slumped, dozed, slept, read,

Waiting, and waiting for place to be displaced

On the exact track of safety or the rack of accident.

 

Looked out at the night, unable to distinguish

Lights in the towns of passage from the yellow lights

Numb on the ceiling. And the bird flew parallel and still

As the train shot forth the straight line of its whistle,

Forward on the taut tracks, piercing empty, familiar --

 

The bored center of this vision and condition looked and

looked

Down through the slick pages of the magazine (seeking

The seen and the unseen) and his gaze fell down the well

Of the great darkness under the slick glitter,

And he was only one among eight million riders and

readers.

 

And all the while under his empty smile the shaking drum

Of the long determined passage passed through him

By his body mimicked and echoed. And then the train

Like a suddenly storming rain, began to rush and thresh--

The silent or passive night, pressing and impressing

The patients' foreheads with a tightening-like image

Of the rushing engine proceeded by a shaft of light

Piercing the dark, changing and transforming the silence

Into a violence of foam, sound, smoke and succession.

 

A bored child went to get a cup of water,

And crushed the cup because the water too was

Boring and merely boredom's struggle.

The child, returning, looked over the shoulder

Of a man reading until he annoyed the shoulder.

A fat woman yawned and felt the liquid drops

Drip down the fleece of many dinners.

 

And the bird flew parallel and parallel flew

The black pencil lines of telephone posts, crucified,

At regular intervals, post after post

Of thrice crossed, blue-belled, anonymous trees.

 

And then the bird cried as if to all of us:

 

0 your life, your lonely life

What have you ever done with it,

And done with the great gift of consciousness?

What will you ever do with your life before death's

knife

Provides the answer ultimate and appropriate?

 

As I for my part felt in my heart as one who falls,

Falls in a parachute, falls endlessly, and feel the vast

Draft of the abyss sucking him down and down,

An endlessly helplessly falling and appalled clown:

 

This is the way that night passes by, this

Is the overnight endless trip to the famous unfathomable

abyss.

 

 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Sun, 15 Mar 2020 19:37:13 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

All Night, All Night

by Delmore Schwartz

Rode in the train all night, in the sick light. A bird

Flew parallel with a singular will. In daydream's moods and

attitudes

The other passengers slumped, dozed, slept, read,

Waiting, and waiting for place to be displaced

On the exact track of safety or the rack of accident.

 

Looked out at the night, unable to distinguish

Lights in the towns of passage from the yellow lights

Numb on the ceiling. And the bird flew parallel and still

As the train shot forth the straight line of its whistle,

Forward on the taut tracks, piercing empty, familiar --

 

The bored center of this vision and condition looked and

looked

Down through the slick pages of the magazine (seeking

The seen and the unseen) and his gaze fell down the well

Of the great darkness under the slick glitter,

And he was only one among eight million riders and

readers.

 

And all the while under his empty smile the shaking drum

Of the long determined passage passed through him

By his body mimicked and echoed. And then the train

Like a suddenly storming rain, began to rush and thresh--

The silent or passive night, pressing and impressing

The patients' foreheads with a tightening-like image

Of the rushing engine proceeded by a shaft of light

Piercing the dark, changing and transforming the silence

Into a violence of foam, sound, smoke and succession.

 

A bored child went to get a cup of water,

And crushed the cup because the water too was

Boring and merely boredom's struggle.

The child, returning, looked over the shoulder

Of a man reading until he annoyed the shoulder.

A fat woman yawned and felt the liquid drops

Drip down the fleece of many dinners.

 

And the bird flew parallel and parallel flew

The black pencil lines of telephone posts, crucified,

At regular intervals, post after post

Of thrice crossed, blue-belled, anonymous trees.

 

And then the bird cried as if to all of us:

 

0 your life, your lonely life

What have you ever done with it,

And done with the great gift of consciousness?

What will you ever do with your life before death's

knife

Provides the answer ultimate and appropriate?

 

As I for my part felt in my heart as one who falls,

Falls in a parachute, falls endlessly, and feel the vast

Draft of the abyss sucking him down and down,

An endlessly helplessly falling and appalled clown:

 

This is the way that night passes by, this

Is the overnight endless trip to the famous unfathomable

abyss.

 

 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> All Night, All Night by Delmore Schwartz Homemade Sounds 00:05:36 Read by Charles Bryant Read by Charles Bryant poetry false full 26 2 c2ded4d6-e8fb-4640-8cd2-fe7ebfd6a7e3 The Night Where You No Longer Live by Meghan O'Rourke Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

The Night Where You No Longer Live

by Meghan O'Rourke

 

Was it like lifting a veil

And was the grass treacherous, the green grass

 

Did you think of your own mother

 

Was it like a virus

Did the software flicker

 

And was this the beginning

Was it like that

 

Was there gas station food

 

and was it a long trip

 

 

And is there sun there

or drones

or punishment

or growth

 

 

Was it a blackout

 

And did you still create me

And what was I like on the first day of my life

 

 

Were we two from the start

And was our time an entrance

or an ending

 

 

Did we stand in the heated room

Did we look at the painting

 

Did the snow appear cold

Were our feet red with it, with the wet snow

 

And then what were our names

Did you love me or did I misunderstand

 

Is it terrible

 

 

Do you intend to come back

 

Do you hear the world’s keening

 

Will you stay the night

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Fri, 13 Mar 2020 01:04:44 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

The Night Where You No Longer Live

by Meghan O'Rourke

 

Was it like lifting a veil

And was the grass treacherous, the green grass

 

Did you think of your own mother

 

Was it like a virus

Did the software flicker

 

And was this the beginning

Was it like that

 

Was there gas station food

 

and was it a long trip

 

 

And is there sun there

or drones

or punishment

or growth

 

 

Was it a blackout

 

And did you still create me

And what was I like on the first day of my life

 

 

Were we two from the start

And was our time an entrance

or an ending

 

 

Did we stand in the heated room

Did we look at the painting

 

Did the snow appear cold

Were our feet red with it, with the wet snow

 

And then what were our names

Did you love me or did I misunderstand

 

Is it terrible

 

 

Do you intend to come back

 

Do you hear the world’s keening

 

Will you stay the night

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Night Where You No Longer Live by Meghan O'Rourke Homemade Sounds 00:01:41 Read by Jaren Cerf Read by Jaren Cerf megan orourke, poems, modern poetry, words in the air, love, loss, heartbreak, poetry false full 25 2 7e51257d-d7af-40d3-aed0-49eea1169e9b The Night City by W.S. Graham Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

The Night City

BY W. S. GRAHAM

Unmet at Euston in a dream

Of London under Turner’s steam

Misting the iron gantries, I

Found myself running away

From Scotland into the golden city.

 

I ran down Gray’s Inn Road and ran

Till I was under a black bridge.

This was me at nineteen

Late at night arriving between

The buildings of the City of London.

 

And the I (O I have fallen down)

Fell in my dream beside the Bank

Of England’s wall to be, me

With my money belt of Northern ice.

I found Eliot and he said yes

 

And sprang into a Holmes cab.

Boswell passed me in the fog

Going to visit Whistler who

Was with John Donne who had just seen

Paul Potts shouting on Soho Green.

 

Midnight. I hear the moon

Light chiming on St Paul’s.

 

The City is empty. Night

Watchmen are drinking their tea,

 

The Fire had burnt out.

The Plague’s pits had closed

And gone into literature.

 

Between the big buildings

I sat like a flea crouched

In the stopped works of a watch.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Fri, 6 Mar 2020 20:16:25 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

The Night City

BY W. S. GRAHAM

Unmet at Euston in a dream

Of London under Turner’s steam

Misting the iron gantries, I

Found myself running away

From Scotland into the golden city.

 

I ran down Gray’s Inn Road and ran

Till I was under a black bridge.

This was me at nineteen

Late at night arriving between

The buildings of the City of London.

 

And the I (O I have fallen down)

Fell in my dream beside the Bank

Of England’s wall to be, me

With my money belt of Northern ice.

I found Eliot and he said yes

 

And sprang into a Holmes cab.

Boswell passed me in the fog

Going to visit Whistler who

Was with John Donne who had just seen

Paul Potts shouting on Soho Green.

 

Midnight. I hear the moon

Light chiming on St Paul’s.

 

The City is empty. Night

Watchmen are drinking their tea,

 

The Fire had burnt out.

The Plague’s pits had closed

And gone into literature.

 

Between the big buildings

I sat like a flea crouched

In the stopped works of a watch.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Night City by W.S. Graham Homemade Sounds 00:01:40 Read by Matt Coles Read by Matt Coles ws graham, modern poetry, nostalgia, memory, british poetry, ts eliot, poetry, the night city, melancholy, english false full 24 2 d08ea966-e195-4124-ad50-3445d4b91679 Mirrors by Jorge Luis Borges Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

              Mirrors

By Jorge Luis Borges

 

I have been horrified before all mirrors

not just before the impenetrable glass,

the end and the beginning of that space,

inhabited by nothing but reflections,

 

but faced with specular water, mirroring

the other blue within its bottomless sky,

incised at times by the illusory flight

of inverted birds, or troubled by a ripple,

 

or face to face with the unspeaking surface

of ghostly ebony whose very hardness

reflects, as if within a dream, the whiteness

of spectral marble or a spectral rose.

 

Now, after so many troubling years

of wandering beneath the wavering moon,

I ask myself what accident of fortune

handed to me this terror of all mirrors–

 

mirrors of metal and the shrouded mirror

of sheer mahogany which in the twilight

of its uncertain red softens the face

that watches and in turn is watched by it.

 

I look on them as infinite, elemental

fulfillers of a very ancient pact

to multiply the world, as in the act

of generation, sleepless and dangerous.

 

They extenuate this vain and dubious world

within the web of their own vertigo.

Sometimes at evening they are clouded over

by someone's breath, someone who is not dead.

 

The glass is watching us. And if a mirror

hangs somewhere on the four walls of my room,

I am not alone. There's an other, a reflection

which in the dawn enacts its own dumb show.

 

Everything happens, nothing is remembered

in those dimensioned cabinets of glass

in which, like rabbits in fantastic stories,

we read the lines of text from right to left.

 

Claudius, king for an evening, king in a dream,

did not know he was a dream until the day

on which an actor mimed his felony

with silent artifice, in a tableau.

 

Strange, that there are dreams, that there are mirrors.

Strange that the ordinary, worn-out ways

of every day encompass the imagined

and endless universe woven by reflections.

 

God (I've begun to think) implants a promise

in all that insubstantial architecture

that makes light out of the impervious surface

of glass, and makes the shadow out of dreams.

 

God has created nights well-populated

with dreams, crowded with mirror images,

so that man may feel that he is nothing more

than vain reflection. That's what frightens us.

 

 

                       Spanish; trans. Alastair Reid

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Fri, 28 Feb 2020 18:33:48 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

              Mirrors

By Jorge Luis Borges

 

I have been horrified before all mirrors

not just before the impenetrable glass,

the end and the beginning of that space,

inhabited by nothing but reflections,

 

but faced with specular water, mirroring

the other blue within its bottomless sky,

incised at times by the illusory flight

of inverted birds, or troubled by a ripple,

 

or face to face with the unspeaking surface

of ghostly ebony whose very hardness

reflects, as if within a dream, the whiteness

of spectral marble or a spectral rose.

 

Now, after so many troubling years

of wandering beneath the wavering moon,

I ask myself what accident of fortune

handed to me this terror of all mirrors–

 

mirrors of metal and the shrouded mirror

of sheer mahogany which in the twilight

of its uncertain red softens the face

that watches and in turn is watched by it.

 

I look on them as infinite, elemental

fulfillers of a very ancient pact

to multiply the world, as in the act

of generation, sleepless and dangerous.

 

They extenuate this vain and dubious world

within the web of their own vertigo.

Sometimes at evening they are clouded over

by someone's breath, someone who is not dead.

 

The glass is watching us. And if a mirror

hangs somewhere on the four walls of my room,

I am not alone. There's an other, a reflection

which in the dawn enacts its own dumb show.

 

Everything happens, nothing is remembered

in those dimensioned cabinets of glass

in which, like rabbits in fantastic stories,

we read the lines of text from right to left.

 

Claudius, king for an evening, king in a dream,

did not know he was a dream until the day

on which an actor mimed his felony

with silent artifice, in a tableau.

 

Strange, that there are dreams, that there are mirrors.

Strange that the ordinary, worn-out ways

of every day encompass the imagined

and endless universe woven by reflections.

 

God (I've begun to think) implants a promise

in all that insubstantial architecture

that makes light out of the impervious surface

of glass, and makes the shadow out of dreams.

 

God has created nights well-populated

with dreams, crowded with mirror images,

so that man may feel that he is nothing more

than vain reflection. That's what frightens us.

 

 

                       Spanish; trans. Alastair Reid

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mirrors by Jorge Luis Borges Homemade Sounds 00:03:40 Read by Steven Chamides Read by Steven Chamides existential, doubt, borges, labryinths, fear, poetry, mirrors, surrealism false full 23 2 de6226cc-9cac-451c-89e7-fff86a419666 Crossroads in the Past by John Ashbery Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Crossroads in the Past

BY JOHN ASHBERY

That night the wind stirred in the forsythia bushes,

but it was a wrong one, blowing in the wrong direction.

“That’s silly. How can there be a wrong direction?

‘It bloweth where it listeth,’ as you know, just as we do

when we make love or do something else there are no rules for.”

 

I tell you, something went wrong there a while back.

Just don’t ask me what it was. Pretend I’ve dropped the subject.

No, now you’ve got me interested, I want to know

exactly what seems wrong to you, how something could

 

seem wrong to you. In what way do things get to be wrong?

I’m sitting here dialing my cellphone

with one hand, digging at some obscure pebbles with my shovel

with the other. And then something like braids will stand out,

 

on horsehair cushions. That armchair is really too lugubrious.

We’ve got to change all the furniture, fumigate the house,

talk our relationship back to its beginnings. Say, you know

that’s probably what’s wrong—the beginnings concept, I mean.

I aver there are no beginnings, though there were perhaps some

sometime. We’d stopped, to look at the poster the movie theater

 

had placed freestanding on the sidewalk. The lobby cards

drew us in. It was afternoon, we found ourselves

sitting at the end of a row in the balcony; the theater was unexpectedly

crowded. That was the day we first realized we didn’t fully

know our names, yours or mine, and we left quietly

amid the gray snow falling. Twilight had already set in.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Fri, 21 Feb 2020 02:31:45 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Crossroads in the Past

BY JOHN ASHBERY

That night the wind stirred in the forsythia bushes,

but it was a wrong one, blowing in the wrong direction.

“That’s silly. How can there be a wrong direction?

‘It bloweth where it listeth,’ as you know, just as we do

when we make love or do something else there are no rules for.”

 

I tell you, something went wrong there a while back.

Just don’t ask me what it was. Pretend I’ve dropped the subject.

No, now you’ve got me interested, I want to know

exactly what seems wrong to you, how something could

 

seem wrong to you. In what way do things get to be wrong?

I’m sitting here dialing my cellphone

with one hand, digging at some obscure pebbles with my shovel

with the other. And then something like braids will stand out,

 

on horsehair cushions. That armchair is really too lugubrious.

We’ve got to change all the furniture, fumigate the house,

talk our relationship back to its beginnings. Say, you know

that’s probably what’s wrong—the beginnings concept, I mean.

I aver there are no beginnings, though there were perhaps some

sometime. We’d stopped, to look at the poster the movie theater

 

had placed freestanding on the sidewalk. The lobby cards

drew us in. It was afternoon, we found ourselves

sitting at the end of a row in the balcony; the theater was unexpectedly

crowded. That was the day we first realized we didn’t fully

know our names, yours or mine, and we left quietly

amid the gray snow falling. Twilight had already set in.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Crossroads in the Past by John Ashbery Homemade Sounds 00:02:08 Read by Daniel Johnson Read by Daniel Johnson poem, memory, new york school, starting over, john ashbery, poetry, crossroads in the past false full 22 2 3737936b-4b66-4b6a-a270-9a86aa08471e Fears and Scruples by Robert Browning Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Fears and Scruples  (1876)
by Robert Browning

  Here's my case. Of old I used to love him,
    This same unseen friend, before I knew:
Dream there was none like him, none above him,—
    Wake to hope and trust my dream was true.

Loved I not his letters full of beauty?
    Not his actions famous far and wide?
Absent, he would know I vowed him duty;
    Present, he would find me at his side.

Pleasant fancy! for I had but letters,
    Only knew of actions by hearsay:
He himself was busied with my betters;
    What of that? My turn must come some day.

"Some day" proving—no day! Here's the puzzle.
    Passed and passed my turn is. Why complain?
He's so busied! If I could but muzzle
    People's foolish mouths that give me pain!

"Letters?" (hear them!) "You a judge of writing?
    Ask the experts! How they shake the head
O'er these characters, your friend's inditing—
    Call them forgery from A to Z!

"Actions? Where's your certain proof" (they bother)
    "He, of all you find so great and good,
He, he only, claims this, that, the other
    Action—claimed by men, a multitude?"

I can simply wish I might refute you,
    Wish my friend would,—by a word, a wink,—
Bid me stop that foolish mouth,—you brute you!
    He keeps absent,—why, I cannot think.

Never mind! Though foolishness may flout me,
    One thing's sure enough: 'tis neither frost,
No, nor fire, shall freeze or burn from out me
    Thanks for truth—though falsehood, gained—though lost.

All my days, I'll go the softlier, sadlier,
    For that dream's sake! How forget the thrill
Through and through me as I thought "The gladlier
    Lives my friend because I love him still!"

Ah, but there's a menace some one utters!
    "What and if your friend at home play tricks
Peep at hide-and-seek behind the shutters?
    Mean your eyes should pierce through solid bricks?

"What and if he, frowning, wake you, dreamy?
    Lay on you the blame that bricks—conceal?
Say 'At least I saw who did not see me,
    Does see now, and presently shall feel'?"

"Why, that makes your friend a monster!" say you:
    "Had his house no window? At first nod,
Would you not have hailed him?" Hush, I pray you!
    What if this friend happen to be—God?

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Sun, 16 Feb 2020 03:48:46 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Fears and Scruples  (1876)
by Robert Browning

  Here's my case. Of old I used to love him,
    This same unseen friend, before I knew:
Dream there was none like him, none above him,—
    Wake to hope and trust my dream was true.

Loved I not his letters full of beauty?
    Not his actions famous far and wide?
Absent, he would know I vowed him duty;
    Present, he would find me at his side.

Pleasant fancy! for I had but letters,
    Only knew of actions by hearsay:
He himself was busied with my betters;
    What of that? My turn must come some day.

"Some day" proving—no day! Here's the puzzle.
    Passed and passed my turn is. Why complain?
He's so busied! If I could but muzzle
    People's foolish mouths that give me pain!

"Letters?" (hear them!) "You a judge of writing?
    Ask the experts! How they shake the head
O'er these characters, your friend's inditing—
    Call them forgery from A to Z!

"Actions? Where's your certain proof" (they bother)
    "He, of all you find so great and good,
He, he only, claims this, that, the other
    Action—claimed by men, a multitude?"

I can simply wish I might refute you,
    Wish my friend would,—by a word, a wink,—
Bid me stop that foolish mouth,—you brute you!
    He keeps absent,—why, I cannot think.

Never mind! Though foolishness may flout me,
    One thing's sure enough: 'tis neither frost,
No, nor fire, shall freeze or burn from out me
    Thanks for truth—though falsehood, gained—though lost.

All my days, I'll go the softlier, sadlier,
    For that dream's sake! How forget the thrill
Through and through me as I thought "The gladlier
    Lives my friend because I love him still!"

Ah, but there's a menace some one utters!
    "What and if your friend at home play tricks
Peep at hide-and-seek behind the shutters?
    Mean your eyes should pierce through solid bricks?

"What and if he, frowning, wake you, dreamy?
    Lay on you the blame that bricks—conceal?
Say 'At least I saw who did not see me,
    Does see now, and presently shall feel'?"

"Why, that makes your friend a monster!" say you:
    "Had his house no window? At first nod,
Would you not have hailed him?" Hush, I pray you!
    What if this friend happen to be—God?

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Fears and Scruples by Robert Browning Homemade Sounds 00:03:23 Read by Ciaran Byrne Read by Ciaran Byrne fears and scruples, robert browning, gaslit, kafka, borges, english poetry, poetry false full 21 2 fa956274-13de-47c9-800b-062d111f3a2e Crossing Brooklyn Ferry by Walt Whitman Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/45470/crossing-brooklyn-ferry

 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Tue, 4 Feb 2020 21:27:29 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/45470/crossing-brooklyn-ferry

 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Crossing Brooklyn Ferry by Walt Whitman Homemade Sounds 00:15:01 Read by Aaron Novak Read by Aaron Novak new york city, crossing brooklyn ferry, walt whitman, american poetry, poetry, leaves of grass, whitman at 200 false full 20 2 74e0dd93-287f-498c-9a92-5092f0cdb512 One Night in Balthazar by Fanny Howe Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

One Night in Balthazar

By Fanny Howe

 

The hotel bar downstairs

was dirty and dark and almost empty

except for him whom I didn’t know

 

I lost my balance

because evil is aroused by absence

 

 

Outside on the island

a brick city had grown up and old

 

A person could only nibble on its shadows

 

 

Where was my beloved?

 

The cornerstone was familiar

but unrecognizable

and I didn’t understand why infinity

 

was seeping into my hair

 

 

 

Somebody said:

“He’s out of his bottle”

 

I guess it meant

Temporarily out of service and empty.

 

But then there was Arsene

beside the last remaining cabin

wandering with his eyes on the camera

 

 

Dynamite in his pocket

and a piece of thread

 

to trap a rabbit.

 

 

Evil is a growing thing

It has its own gravity

and never answers to its name

It is a hole into chaos. It is real

 

Arsene held me in his arms

He was drunk as usual

and his nipple smelled of rum

 

But still I loved him—

loved him madly!—

as if he was the one

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Tue, 28 Jan 2020 23:49:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

One Night in Balthazar

By Fanny Howe

 

The hotel bar downstairs

was dirty and dark and almost empty

except for him whom I didn’t know

 

I lost my balance

because evil is aroused by absence

 

 

Outside on the island

a brick city had grown up and old

 

A person could only nibble on its shadows

 

 

Where was my beloved?

 

The cornerstone was familiar

but unrecognizable

and I didn’t understand why infinity

 

was seeping into my hair

 

 

 

Somebody said:

“He’s out of his bottle”

 

I guess it meant

Temporarily out of service and empty.

 

But then there was Arsene

beside the last remaining cabin

wandering with his eyes on the camera

 

 

Dynamite in his pocket

and a piece of thread

 

to trap a rabbit.

 

 

Evil is a growing thing

It has its own gravity

and never answers to its name

It is a hole into chaos. It is real

 

Arsene held me in his arms

He was drunk as usual

and his nipple smelled of rum

 

But still I loved him—

loved him madly!—

as if he was the one

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> One Night in Balthazar by Fanny Howe Homemade Sounds 00:01:57 Read by Karla Estela Rivera Read by Karla Estela Rivera drunk, one night in balthazar, fannyhowe, longing, howe, modern, poetry false full 19 2 64540216-62c4-44d1-890a-3ba63c49bc2a Unlit Matches by Rye Tippett Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Tue, 21 Jan 2020 20:36:14 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Unlit Matches by Rye Tippett Homemade Sounds 00:01:35 Read by Rye Tippett Read by Rye Tippett unlit matches, poets, rye tippett, bucks county, contemporary poet, poetry, lambertville false full 18 2 81131886-ad74-41c5-919e-4ccb8b655631 A Terror is More Certain by Bob Kaufman Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

A Terror is More Certain . . .

BY BOB KAUFMAN

A terror is more certain than all the rare desirable popular songs I
know, than even now when all of my myths have become . . . , & walk
around in black shiny galoshes & carry dirty laundry to & fro, & read
great books & don’t know criminals intimately, & publish fat books of
the month & have wifeys that are lousy in bed & never realize how
bad my writing is because i am poor & symbolize myself.

A certain desirable is more terror to me than all that’s rare. How
come they don’t give an academic award to all the movie stars that
die? they’re still acting, ain’t they? even if they are dead, it should
not be held against them, after all they still have the public on their
side, how would you like to be a dead movie star & have people sit-
ting on your grave?

A rare me is more certain than desirable, that’s all the terror, there
are too many basketball players in this world & too much progress
in the burial industry, lets have old fashioned funerals & stand
around & forgive & borrow wet handkerchiefs, & sneak out for
drinks & help load the guy into the wagon, & feel sad & make a
date with the widow & believe we don’t see all of the people sink-
ing into the subways going to basketball games & designing baby
sitters at Madison Square Garden.

A certain me is desirable, what is so rare as air in a Poem, why can’t
i write a foreign movie like all the other boys my age, I confess to all
the crimes committed during the month of April, but not to save
my own neck, which is adjustable, & telescopes into any size noose,
I’m doing it to save Gertrude Stein’s reputation, who is secretly
flying model airplanes for the underground railroad stern gang of
oz, & is the favorite in all the bouts . . . not officially opened yet
Holland tunnel is the one who writes untrue phone numbers.

A desirable poem is more rare than rare, & terror is certain, who
wants to be a poet & work a twenty four hour shift, they never ask
you first, who wants to listen to the radiator play string quartets all
night. I want to be allowed not to be, suppose a man wants to
swing on the kiddie swings, should people be allowed to stab him
with queer looks & drag him off to bed & its no fun on top of a
lady when her hair is full of shiny little machines & your ass
reflected in that television screen, who wants to be a poet if you
fuck on t.v. & all those cowboys watching.


 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 13 Jan 2020 16:33:18 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

A Terror is More Certain . . .

BY BOB KAUFMAN

A terror is more certain than all the rare desirable popular songs I
know, than even now when all of my myths have become . . . , & walk
around in black shiny galoshes & carry dirty laundry to & fro, & read
great books & don’t know criminals intimately, & publish fat books of
the month & have wifeys that are lousy in bed & never realize how
bad my writing is because i am poor & symbolize myself.

A certain desirable is more terror to me than all that’s rare. How
come they don’t give an academic award to all the movie stars that
die? they’re still acting, ain’t they? even if they are dead, it should
not be held against them, after all they still have the public on their
side, how would you like to be a dead movie star & have people sit-
ting on your grave?

A rare me is more certain than desirable, that’s all the terror, there
are too many basketball players in this world & too much progress
in the burial industry, lets have old fashioned funerals & stand
around & forgive & borrow wet handkerchiefs, & sneak out for
drinks & help load the guy into the wagon, & feel sad & make a
date with the widow & believe we don’t see all of the people sink-
ing into the subways going to basketball games & designing baby
sitters at Madison Square Garden.

A certain me is desirable, what is so rare as air in a Poem, why can’t
i write a foreign movie like all the other boys my age, I confess to all
the crimes committed during the month of April, but not to save
my own neck, which is adjustable, & telescopes into any size noose,
I’m doing it to save Gertrude Stein’s reputation, who is secretly
flying model airplanes for the underground railroad stern gang of
oz, & is the favorite in all the bouts . . . not officially opened yet
Holland tunnel is the one who writes untrue phone numbers.

A desirable poem is more rare than rare, & terror is certain, who
wants to be a poet & work a twenty four hour shift, they never ask
you first, who wants to listen to the radiator play string quartets all
night. I want to be allowed not to be, suppose a man wants to
swing on the kiddie swings, should people be allowed to stab him
with queer looks & drag him off to bed & its no fun on top of a
lady when her hair is full of shiny little machines & your ass
reflected in that television screen, who wants to be a poet if you
fuck on t.v. & all those cowboys watching.


 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> A Terror is More Certain by Bob Kaufman Homemade Sounds 00:03:14 Read by Andrew Pickett Read by Andrew Pickett ginsberg, poems, america, kerouac, bob kaufman, beat poetry, a terror is more certain, city, fear, poetry false full 17 2 970cc2f5-d5ae-4e68-93e0-a856d0ffcea0 Aubade by Philip Larkin Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

Aubade

by Philip Larkin

I work all day, and get half-drunk at night.    

Waking at four to soundless dark, I stare.    

In time the curtain-edges will grow light.    

Till then I see what’s really always there:    

Unresting death, a whole day nearer now,    

Making all thought impossible but how    

And where and when I shall myself die.    

Arid interrogation: yet the dread

Of dying, and being dead,

Flashes afresh to hold and horrify.

 

The mind blanks at the glare. Not in remorse    

—The good not done, the love not given, time    

Torn off unused—nor wretchedly because    

An only life can take so long to climb

Clear of its wrong beginnings, and may never;    

But at the total emptiness for ever,

The sure extinction that we travel to

And shall be lost in always. Not to be here,    

Not to be anywhere,

And soon; nothing more terrible, nothing more true.

 

This is a special way of being afraid

No trick dispels. Religion used to try,

That vast moth-eaten musical brocade

Created to pretend we never die,

And specious stuff that says No rational being

Can fear a thing it will not feel, not seeing

That this is what we fear—no sight, no sound,    

No touch or taste or smell, nothing to think with,    

Nothing to love or link with,

The anaesthetic from which none come round.

 

And so it stays just on the edge of vision,    

A small unfocused blur, a standing chill    

That slows each impulse down to indecision.    

Most things may never happen: this one will,    

And realisation of it rages out

In furnace-fear when we are caught without    

People or drink. Courage is no good:

It means not scaring others. Being brave    

Lets no one off the grave.

Death is no different whined at than withstood.

 

Slowly light strengthens, and the room takes shape.    

It stands plain as a wardrobe, what we know,    

Have always known, know that we can’t escape,    

Yet can’t accept. One side will have to go.

Meanwhile telephones crouch, getting ready to ring    

In locked-up offices, and all the uncaring

Intricate rented world begins to rouse.

The sky is white as clay, with no sun.

Work has to be done.

Postmen like doctors go from house to house.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Sat, 4 Jan 2020 03:35:14 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

Aubade

by Philip Larkin

I work all day, and get half-drunk at night.    

Waking at four to soundless dark, I stare.    

In time the curtain-edges will grow light.    

Till then I see what’s really always there:    

Unresting death, a whole day nearer now,    

Making all thought impossible but how    

And where and when I shall myself die.    

Arid interrogation: yet the dread

Of dying, and being dead,

Flashes afresh to hold and horrify.

 

The mind blanks at the glare. Not in remorse    

—The good not done, the love not given, time    

Torn off unused—nor wretchedly because    

An only life can take so long to climb

Clear of its wrong beginnings, and may never;    

But at the total emptiness for ever,

The sure extinction that we travel to

And shall be lost in always. Not to be here,    

Not to be anywhere,

And soon; nothing more terrible, nothing more true.

 

This is a special way of being afraid

No trick dispels. Religion used to try,

That vast moth-eaten musical brocade

Created to pretend we never die,

And specious stuff that says No rational being

Can fear a thing it will not feel, not seeing

That this is what we fear—no sight, no sound,    

No touch or taste or smell, nothing to think with,    

Nothing to love or link with,

The anaesthetic from which none come round.

 

And so it stays just on the edge of vision,    

A small unfocused blur, a standing chill    

That slows each impulse down to indecision.    

Most things may never happen: this one will,    

And realisation of it rages out

In furnace-fear when we are caught without    

People or drink. Courage is no good:

It means not scaring others. Being brave    

Lets no one off the grave.

Death is no different whined at than withstood.

 

Slowly light strengthens, and the room takes shape.    

It stands plain as a wardrobe, what we know,    

Have always known, know that we can’t escape,    

Yet can’t accept. One side will have to go.

Meanwhile telephones crouch, getting ready to ring    

In locked-up offices, and all the uncaring

Intricate rented world begins to rouse.

The sky is white as clay, with no sun.

Work has to be done.

Postmen like doctors go from house to house.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Aubade by Philip Larkin Homemade Sounds 00:04:03 Read by Aaron Novak Read by Aaron Novak poem, larkin, morning, aubade, british poetry, clive james, modern, poetry, philip larkin false full 16 2 e8d61684-3574-42ae-9123-e08805f3aba5 3 Winter Poems by W.S. Merwin, Wilhelm Müller & Mark Strand Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

Poems Read:

The Solstice By W.S. Merwin

Der Leiermann by Wilhelm Müller

&

Snowfall by Mark Strand

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 23 Dec 2019 19:09:22 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

Poems Read:

The Solstice By W.S. Merwin

Der Leiermann by Wilhelm Müller

&

Snowfall by Mark Strand

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> 3 Winter Poems by W.S. Merwin, Wilhelm Müller & Mark Strand Homemade Sounds 00:03:11 Read by Y. Owen, Roman Kollmer, Victor Vertunni, Dave Luukkonen Read by Y. Owen, Roman Kollmer, Victor Vertunni, Dave Luukkonen christmas, winter, schubert, mark strand, winter poetry, ws merwin, solstice false full 15 2 144e02a6-a43d-4e31-b888-a41d985c9207 WALK ON ALL FOURS: CODE IN DOG by Andrei Codrescu Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

I remember walking out of the ocean. What struggle!
Millions of mollusk years and shell games that hurt.
I remember getting up from all fours and looking down
on all my astonished variously shaped former friends.
Not one of them wanted to look up at me now I was up.
Bipedal and lonely until there were a bunch of others.
I remember the first scene in 2001 where I killed another.
I remember that every time I bent down to be closer
to the busy world of things that crawled loped or burrowed
I was condescending and they moved away from me.
I remember towering over everything that wasn’t me.
I remember the day I howled in pain because my back gave out.
That was the day I knew my body was weakly hinged
at the place where it first stood up, and I wanted down again.
Lord, help me walk on all fours again. I know that it’s late.
We only grow taller now like the towers we can’t stop building.
Since we got language not one nonhuman creature deigns
to speak to us though we pretend in vain to understand them.
Animals find it more understandable when we shoot them
then when we kneel down and pretend we are their friends.
We do kneel down often to pray not to commune but pray
that we won’t suffer from the back pain that is our sign of Cain.
I remember that I can still return to water and do flips
but I’m in charge now of all the things I covered over.
I remember kneeling to gods who were so tall I couldn’t see them.
Their heads were in the clouds, we barely reached their sandals.
Even the mono god was so tall he dropped the tablets on Moses
and made lightning to scare us all to the death we knew was coming.
In the little world I live in I sell diminishment at one dollar an inch
and practice quadripedal yoga every morning in my living room
hoping to walk one day into the street with my quadripedal brood.
It will be the day of no pain and of trading language for nozzling.
If we succeed it won’t be so hard to hope that learning screens hurts
less than when we first left the ocean, equally pushed by hubris.
Our new weak spot is memory. A bad back and a lousy memory
may smooth our way to becoming humble and wild again and good.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Fri, 20 Dec 2019 18:26:44 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

I remember walking out of the ocean. What struggle!
Millions of mollusk years and shell games that hurt.
I remember getting up from all fours and looking down
on all my astonished variously shaped former friends.
Not one of them wanted to look up at me now I was up.
Bipedal and lonely until there were a bunch of others.
I remember the first scene in 2001 where I killed another.
I remember that every time I bent down to be closer
to the busy world of things that crawled loped or burrowed
I was condescending and they moved away from me.
I remember towering over everything that wasn’t me.
I remember the day I howled in pain because my back gave out.
That was the day I knew my body was weakly hinged
at the place where it first stood up, and I wanted down again.
Lord, help me walk on all fours again. I know that it’s late.
We only grow taller now like the towers we can’t stop building.
Since we got language not one nonhuman creature deigns
to speak to us though we pretend in vain to understand them.
Animals find it more understandable when we shoot them
then when we kneel down and pretend we are their friends.
We do kneel down often to pray not to commune but pray
that we won’t suffer from the back pain that is our sign of Cain.
I remember that I can still return to water and do flips
but I’m in charge now of all the things I covered over.
I remember kneeling to gods who were so tall I couldn’t see them.
Their heads were in the clouds, we barely reached their sandals.
Even the mono god was so tall he dropped the tablets on Moses
and made lightning to scare us all to the death we knew was coming.
In the little world I live in I sell diminishment at one dollar an inch
and practice quadripedal yoga every morning in my living room
hoping to walk one day into the street with my quadripedal brood.
It will be the day of no pain and of trading language for nozzling.
If we succeed it won’t be so hard to hope that learning screens hurts
less than when we first left the ocean, equally pushed by hubris.
Our new weak spot is memory. A bad back and a lousy memory
may smooth our way to becoming humble and wild again and good.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> WALK ON ALL FOURS: CODE IN DOG by Andrei Codrescu Homemade Sounds 00:03:36 Read by Andrei Codrescu Read by Andrei Codrescu poetry false full 14 2 8c55eea1-356e-41b7-8a3a-06651797300e Three poems from Alphabet de Soleils by Gilberte H. Dallas Three poems from Alphabet de soleils

C

The banner of your body floats in the Brandenburg wind.
An old woman wants to come in, I
can see her through the door, her red felt hand
pressing in vain on the latch, scraps
of her cries come at me like the barbaric
song of a violin mending the night;
I’m going to slip a rose under the door
a black-blooded rose, maybe she’ll go away?
And I could wallow in the bramble hammock
but her voice hiccups: Ophelia
My name is Ophelia, open the door, O-phe-lia…
—What do I care about her grotesque distortions
What lie will she bring me? Why
doesn’t she extend it to me through the sheets
of sand the way she extends her name…Ophelia
Ophelia, her shadow ricochets in the aura
of my dusk. Ophelia, her voice grates
like a leper’s rattle, philia, figlia…

K

Let’s catapult the conchoidal colocynth
Let’s catapult the choephori of the coliddors of the tifth
and the mitten cruncher, the tomcat cruncher, crunchers of sheep
note cruncher, crunch-in-your-mouth and in arms and in deaths.
Let’s catapult the lynx and the oriole’s cochineal mantilla
let’s catapult the mango
and the mongoose, shoo!

O

I’ve plunged my insatiable thirst into the seaweed of your body at rest on the anvil, splendid carrion, treasure of the Galapagos I’ve plunged my hands into your entrails and taken out the Black Lady’s stone dress, stones of grasses, of water and sky, stones of suns and sons.
I’ve plunged my hands into your womb, I’ve taken out the wooden horse, white as a star, its tulip harness.
I’ve plunged my hands and face into your rotting flesh and taken out your heart gnawed by a big cat, your heart that continues to beat in the pit of my hands more alive than Koh-i-Noor, more precious than the sea’s chariot.
I’ve embraced your stiff breasts, beautiful as permanence, and your mouth, crocus of ash said: hate.
Your eyes repeated it again as I raised your eyelids oh! Madeleine.
Then with a turn I excavated the pearl inlaid in your temple.
What erupted were voracious breezes that made your mind a tatter of blue.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 19 Dec 2019 19:35:21 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Three poems from Alphabet de soleils

C

The banner of your body floats in the Brandenburg wind.
An old woman wants to come in, I
can see her through the door, her red felt hand
pressing in vain on the latch, scraps
of her cries come at me like the barbaric
song of a violin mending the night;
I’m going to slip a rose under the door
a black-blooded rose, maybe she’ll go away?
And I could wallow in the bramble hammock
but her voice hiccups: Ophelia
My name is Ophelia, open the door, O-phe-lia…
—What do I care about her grotesque distortions
What lie will she bring me? Why
doesn’t she extend it to me through the sheets
of sand the way she extends her name…Ophelia
Ophelia, her shadow ricochets in the aura
of my dusk. Ophelia, her voice grates
like a leper’s rattle, philia, figlia…

K

Let’s catapult the conchoidal colocynth
Let’s catapult the choephori of the coliddors of the tifth
and the mitten cruncher, the tomcat cruncher, crunchers of sheep
note cruncher, crunch-in-your-mouth and in arms and in deaths.
Let’s catapult the lynx and the oriole’s cochineal mantilla
let’s catapult the mango
and the mongoose, shoo!

O

I’ve plunged my insatiable thirst into the seaweed of your body at rest on the anvil, splendid carrion, treasure of the Galapagos I’ve plunged my hands into your entrails and taken out the Black Lady’s stone dress, stones of grasses, of water and sky, stones of suns and sons.
I’ve plunged my hands into your womb, I’ve taken out the wooden horse, white as a star, its tulip harness.
I’ve plunged my hands and face into your rotting flesh and taken out your heart gnawed by a big cat, your heart that continues to beat in the pit of my hands more alive than Koh-i-Noor, more precious than the sea’s chariot.
I’ve embraced your stiff breasts, beautiful as permanence, and your mouth, crocus of ash said: hate.
Your eyes repeated it again as I raised your eyelids oh! Madeleine.
Then with a turn I excavated the pearl inlaid in your temple.
What erupted were voracious breezes that made your mind a tatter of blue.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Three poems from Alphabet de Soleils by Gilberte H. Dallas Homemade Sounds 00:07:04 Read by Dominique Elliot (In french and english) Read by Dominique Elliot (In french and english) woman, poems, alphabet of the sun, modern, poetry, gilberte dallas, french false full 13 2 7d127735-0f08-4262-b5b2-3c1bd643515c Untitled [Do you still remember: falling stars] by Rainer Maria Rilke Untitled [Do you still remember: falling stars]

Do you still remember: falling stars,
how they leapt slantwise through the sky
like horses over suddenly held-out hurdles
of our wishes—did we have so many?—
for stars, innumerable, leapt everywhere;
almost every gaze upward became
wedded to the swift hazard of their play,
and our heart felt like a single thing
beneath that vast disintegration of their brilliance—
and was whole, as if it would survive them!

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Wed, 11 Dec 2019 22:39:42 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Untitled [Do you still remember: falling stars]

Do you still remember: falling stars,
how they leapt slantwise through the sky
like horses over suddenly held-out hurdles
of our wishes—did we have so many?—
for stars, innumerable, leapt everywhere;
almost every gaze upward became
wedded to the swift hazard of their play,
and our heart felt like a single thing
beneath that vast disintegration of their brilliance—
and was whole, as if it would survive them!

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Untitled [Do you still remember: falling stars] by Rainer Maria Rilke Homemade Sounds 00:01:20 Read by David Clubb Read by David Clubb german, modern poetry, do you still remember, rilke, poetry, untitled false full 12 2 30a54594-8c58-42c3-b4fb-dd43aeff2221 The Distant Steps (Los Pasos Lejanos) by Cesar Vallejo Production and Sound Design By Kevin Seaman

"the distant steps"

By Cesar Vallejo

 

my father sleeps. his august frontispiece  

portrays a gentle heart;

it is now so placid...  

if there's something bitter, should be me.

.  

there is solitude in our home; we pray;  

there is no buzz today to share.  

my father awakes, as it resounds

the Egypt's gap, the farewell with no meaning.

.  

now it is so close;  

if there's something far on, should be me.  

then my mother walks beyond the gardens,  

enjoying this feel now already disenchanted.  

she is so delicate,  

fluid, brief and beloved.  

 

the solitude in our home has no riots,  

no news, no flora, without child roots.  

and if something is broken at afternoon  

which bends and breaks  

are those two leaned old folks.  

for them my heart still stands.

 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 5 Dec 2019 17:30:51 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design By Kevin Seaman

"the distant steps"

By Cesar Vallejo

 

my father sleeps. his august frontispiece  

portrays a gentle heart;

it is now so placid...  

if there's something bitter, should be me.

.  

there is solitude in our home; we pray;  

there is no buzz today to share.  

my father awakes, as it resounds

the Egypt's gap, the farewell with no meaning.

.  

now it is so close;  

if there's something far on, should be me.  

then my mother walks beyond the gardens,  

enjoying this feel now already disenchanted.  

she is so delicate,  

fluid, brief and beloved.  

 

the solitude in our home has no riots,  

no news, no flora, without child roots.  

and if something is broken at afternoon  

which bends and breaks  

are those two leaned old folks.  

for them my heart still stands.

 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Distant Steps (Los Pasos Lejanos) by Cesar Vallejo Homemade Sounds 00:02:16 Read by Eduardo Blancas (Spanish) & Steve Chamides (English) Read by Eduardo Blancas (Spanish) & Steve Chamides (English) peruvian, cesar vallejo, spanish civil war, vallejo, poetry, spanish, the distant steps false full 11 2 2d8132f5-2931-4aa7-80bc-697d897093d0 The Laughing Heart by Charles Bukowski Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

The Laughing Heart by Charles Bukowski

your life is your life
don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission.
be on the watch.
there are ways out.
there is light somewhere.
it may not be much light but
it beats the darkness.
be on the watch.
the gods will offer you chances.
know them.
take them.
you can’t beat death but
you can beat death in life, sometimes.
and the more often you learn to do it,
the more light there will be.
your life is your life.
know it while you have it.
you are marvelous
the gods wait to delight
in you.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Wed, 27 Nov 2019 19:34:20 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

The Laughing Heart by Charles Bukowski

your life is your life
don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission.
be on the watch.
there are ways out.
there is light somewhere.
it may not be much light but
it beats the darkness.
be on the watch.
the gods will offer you chances.
know them.
take them.
you can’t beat death but
you can beat death in life, sometimes.
and the more often you learn to do it,
the more light there will be.
your life is your life.
know it while you have it.
you are marvelous
the gods wait to delight
in you.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Laughing Heart by Charles Bukowski Homemade Sounds 00:01:07 Read by Kaitlyn Hill Read by Kaitlyn Hill poems, bukowski, charles bukowski, the laughing heart, self care, modern, poetry, survival false full 10 2 28d3c5de-c266-4f92-b095-98d4349f9298 Old Angel Midnight Book 1 by Jack Kerouac Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Tue, 19 Nov 2019 14:33:57 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Old Angel Midnight Book 1 by Jack Kerouac Homemade Sounds 00:03:24 Read by Clark Coolidge Read by Clark Coolidge jack kerouac, poem, old angel midnight, beat generation, beat, buddhism, poetry false full 9 2 b83582cc-174d-462d-9477-31c3aa396d95 Shadwell Stair by Wilfred Owen Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Shadwell Stair

by Wilfred Owen

 

I am the ghost of Shadwell Stair.

      Along the wharves by the water-house,

      And through the cavernous slaughter-house,

I am the shadow that walks there.

 

 

Yet I have flesh both firm and cool,

      And eyes tumultuous as the gems

      Of moons and lamps in the full Thames

When dusk sails wavering down the pool.

 

 

Shuddering the purple street-arc burns

      Where I watch always; from the banks

      Dolorously the shipping clanks

And after me a strange tide turns.

 

 

I walk till the stars of London wane

      And dawn creeps up the Shadwell Stair.

      But when the crowing syrens blare

I with another ghost am lain.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Fri, 8 Nov 2019 20:11:31 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Shadwell Stair

by Wilfred Owen

 

I am the ghost of Shadwell Stair.

      Along the wharves by the water-house,

      And through the cavernous slaughter-house,

I am the shadow that walks there.

 

 

Yet I have flesh both firm and cool,

      And eyes tumultuous as the gems

      Of moons and lamps in the full Thames

When dusk sails wavering down the pool.

 

 

Shuddering the purple street-arc burns

      Where I watch always; from the banks

      Dolorously the shipping clanks

And after me a strange tide turns.

 

 

I walk till the stars of London wane

      And dawn creeps up the Shadwell Stair.

      But when the crowing syrens blare

I with another ghost am lain.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Shadwell Stair by Wilfred Owen Homemade Sounds 00:01:48 Read by Dan Akers Read by Dan Akers world war one, trauma poetry, ptsd, veterans day, shadwell stair, halloween, wilfred owen, ghosts, poetry false full 8 2 7a880b2e-f1e6-4eab-b34e-329f492936f3 The Dance by Wendell Berry Production, Composition and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

The Dance

by Wendell Berry

I would have each couple turn,
join and unjoin, be lost
in the greater turning
of other couples, woven
in the circle of a dance,
the song of long time flowing

over them, so they may return,
turn again in to themselves
out of desire greater than their own,
belonging to all, to each,
to the dance, and to the song
that moves them through the night.

What is fidelity? To what
does it hold? The point
of departure, or the turning road
that is departure and absence
and the way home? What we are
and what we were once

are far estranged. For those
who would not change, time
is infidelity. But we are married
until death, and are betrothed
to change. By silence, so,
I learn my song. I earn

my sunny fields by absence, once
and to come. And I love you
as I love the dance that brings you
out of the multitude
in which you come and go.
Love changes, and in change is true.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Wed, 6 Nov 2019 21:34:21 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production, Composition and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

The Dance

by Wendell Berry

I would have each couple turn,
join and unjoin, be lost
in the greater turning
of other couples, woven
in the circle of a dance,
the song of long time flowing

over them, so they may return,
turn again in to themselves
out of desire greater than their own,
belonging to all, to each,
to the dance, and to the song
that moves them through the night.

What is fidelity? To what
does it hold? The point
of departure, or the turning road
that is departure and absence
and the way home? What we are
and what we were once

are far estranged. For those
who would not change, time
is infidelity. But we are married
until death, and are betrothed
to change. By silence, so,
I learn my song. I earn

my sunny fields by absence, once
and to come. And I love you
as I love the dance that brings you
out of the multitude
in which you come and go.
Love changes, and in change is true.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Dance by Wendell Berry Homemade Sounds 00:01:59 Read by Charlie Parker Hines Read by Charlie Parker Hines modern poetry, wendell berry, the dance, hearbreak, marriage poems, love, poetry false full 7 2 35ea49d8-97a2-4b6e-824e-4b99b7385e3a The Hollow Men by T.S. Eliot Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

THE HOLLOW MEN
by T. S. Eliot
Mistah Kurtz-he dead.
A penny for the Old Guy

We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!Our dried voices, when 
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats' feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar 
Shape without form shade without colour,
Paralyzed force, gesture without motion;

Those who have crossed
With direct eyes to death's other Kingdom
Remember us--if at all-- not as lost 
Violent souls, but only
As the hollow men
The stuffed men.

II

Eyes I dare not meet in dreams
In death's dream kingdom 
These do not appear:
There the eyes are
Sunlight on a broken column
There is a tree swinging

And voices are 
In the wind's singing
More distant and more solemn
Than a fading star
Let me be no nearer
In death's dream kingdom 
Let me also wear
Such deliberate disguises
Rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves
In a field
Behaving as the wind behaves 
No nearer--

Not that final meeting
In the twilight kingdom.

III

This is the dead land
this is cactus land 
Here the stone images
Are raised, here they receive
The supplication of a dead man's hand
Under the twinkle of a fading star.

Is it like this 
In death's other kingdom
Waking alone
At the hour when we are
Trembling with tenderness
Lips that would kiss 
Form prayers to broken stone

IV

The eyes are not here
There are no eye here
In this valley of dying stars
In this hollow valley 
This broken jaw of our lost kingdoms.

In this last of meeting places
We grope together
And avoid speech
Gathered on this beach of the tumid river. 

Sightless, unless
The eyes reappear
As the perpetual star
Multifoliate rose
Of death's twilight kingdom 
The hope only
Of empty men.

V

Here we go round the prickly pear
Prickly pear prickly pear
Here we go round the prickly pear 
At five o'clock in the morning.

Between the idea
And the reality
Between the motion
And the act 
Falls the Shadow
For Thine is the Kingdom

Between the conception
And the creation
Between the emotion 
And the response
Falls the Shadow
Life is very long

Between the desire
And the spasm 
Between the potency
And the existence
Between the essence
And the descent
Falls the Shadow 
For Thine is the Kingdom

For Thine is
Life is
For thine is the

This is the way the way the world ends 
This is the way the way the world ends
This is the way the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 28 Oct 2019 19:47:12 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

THE HOLLOW MEN
by T. S. Eliot
Mistah Kurtz-he dead.
A penny for the Old Guy

We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!Our dried voices, when 
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats' feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar 
Shape without form shade without colour,
Paralyzed force, gesture without motion;

Those who have crossed
With direct eyes to death's other Kingdom
Remember us--if at all-- not as lost 
Violent souls, but only
As the hollow men
The stuffed men.

II

Eyes I dare not meet in dreams
In death's dream kingdom 
These do not appear:
There the eyes are
Sunlight on a broken column
There is a tree swinging

And voices are 
In the wind's singing
More distant and more solemn
Than a fading star
Let me be no nearer
In death's dream kingdom 
Let me also wear
Such deliberate disguises
Rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves
In a field
Behaving as the wind behaves 
No nearer--

Not that final meeting
In the twilight kingdom.

III

This is the dead land
this is cactus land 
Here the stone images
Are raised, here they receive
The supplication of a dead man's hand
Under the twinkle of a fading star.

Is it like this 
In death's other kingdom
Waking alone
At the hour when we are
Trembling with tenderness
Lips that would kiss 
Form prayers to broken stone

IV

The eyes are not here
There are no eye here
In this valley of dying stars
In this hollow valley 
This broken jaw of our lost kingdoms.

In this last of meeting places
We grope together
And avoid speech
Gathered on this beach of the tumid river. 

Sightless, unless
The eyes reappear
As the perpetual star
Multifoliate rose
Of death's twilight kingdom 
The hope only
Of empty men.

V

Here we go round the prickly pear
Prickly pear prickly pear
Here we go round the prickly pear 
At five o'clock in the morning.

Between the idea
And the reality
Between the motion
And the act 
Falls the Shadow
For Thine is the Kingdom

Between the conception
And the creation
Between the emotion 
And the response
Falls the Shadow
Life is very long

Between the desire
And the spasm 
Between the potency
And the existence
Between the essence
And the descent
Falls the Shadow 
For Thine is the Kingdom

For Thine is
Life is
For thine is the

This is the way the way the world ends 
This is the way the way the world ends
This is the way the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Hollow Men by T.S. Eliot Homemade Sounds 00:04:53 Read by Tom O'Bedlam Read by Tom O'Bedlam world war one, the hollow men, halloween, spooky, ts eliot, modern, poetry, war false full 6 2 f52397da-d1de-49f4-b13c-d275b1edc023 This living hand, now warm and capable by John Keats Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

"This living hand, now warm and capable"

By John Keats

This living hand, now warm and capable

Of earnest grasping, would, if it were cold

And in the icy silence of the tomb,

So haunt thy days and chill thy dreaming nights

That thou would wish thine own heart dry of blood

So in my veins red life might stream again,

And thou be conscience-calm’d–see here it is–

I hold it towards you.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Fri, 25 Oct 2019 21:06:22 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

"This living hand, now warm and capable"

By John Keats

This living hand, now warm and capable

Of earnest grasping, would, if it were cold

And in the icy silence of the tomb,

So haunt thy days and chill thy dreaming nights

That thou would wish thine own heart dry of blood

So in my veins red life might stream again,

And thou be conscience-calm’d–see here it is–

I hold it towards you.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> This living hand, now warm and capable by John Keats Homemade Sounds 00:01:22 Read by Eric Robert Nolan Read by Eric Robert Nolan hands, poems, this living hand now warm and capable, halloween, john keats, romantic poetry, spooky, irish poets false full 5 2 51571707-6c35-427b-8836-8bf8283369ee The Haunted Palace by Edgar Allan Poe Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

The Haunted Palace

By Edgar Allan Poe

 

In the greenest of our valleys

By good angels tenanted,

Once a fair and stately palace -

Radiant palace - reared its head.

In the monarch Thought's dominion -

It stood there!

Never seraph spread a pinion

Over fabric half so fair!

 

 

Banners yellow, glorious, golden,

On its roof did float and flow,

(This - all this - was in the olden

Time long ago,)

And every gentle air that dallied,

In that sweet day,

Along the ramparts plumed and pallid,

A winged odor went away.

 

 

Wanderers in that happy valley,

Through two luminous windows, saw

Spirits moving musically,

To a lute's well-tuned law,

Round about a throne where, sitting

(Porphyrogene!)

In state his glory well-befitting,

The ruler of the realm was seen.

 

 

And all with pearl and ruby glowing

Was the fair palace door,

Through which came flowing, flowing, flowing,

And sparkling evermore,

A troop of Echoes, whose sweet duty

Was but to sing,

In voices of surpassing beauty,

The wit and wisdom of their king.

 

 

But evil things, in robes of sorrow,

Assailed the monarch's high estate.

(Ah, let us mourn! - for never morrow

Shall dawn upon him desolate!)

And round about his home the glory

That blushed and bloomed,

Is but a dim-remembered story

Of the old time entombed.

 

 

And travellers, now, within that valley,

Through the red-litten windows see

Vast forms, that move fantastically

To a discordant melody,

While, like a ghastly rapid river,

Through the pale door

A hideous throng rush out forever

And laugh - but smile no more.

 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Tue, 15 Oct 2019 20:42:37 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

The Haunted Palace

By Edgar Allan Poe

 

In the greenest of our valleys

By good angels tenanted,

Once a fair and stately palace -

Radiant palace - reared its head.

In the monarch Thought's dominion -

It stood there!

Never seraph spread a pinion

Over fabric half so fair!

 

 

Banners yellow, glorious, golden,

On its roof did float and flow,

(This - all this - was in the olden

Time long ago,)

And every gentle air that dallied,

In that sweet day,

Along the ramparts plumed and pallid,

A winged odor went away.

 

 

Wanderers in that happy valley,

Through two luminous windows, saw

Spirits moving musically,

To a lute's well-tuned law,

Round about a throne where, sitting

(Porphyrogene!)

In state his glory well-befitting,

The ruler of the realm was seen.

 

 

And all with pearl and ruby glowing

Was the fair palace door,

Through which came flowing, flowing, flowing,

And sparkling evermore,

A troop of Echoes, whose sweet duty

Was but to sing,

In voices of surpassing beauty,

The wit and wisdom of their king.

 

 

But evil things, in robes of sorrow,

Assailed the monarch's high estate.

(Ah, let us mourn! - for never morrow

Shall dawn upon him desolate!)

And round about his home the glory

That blushed and bloomed,

Is but a dim-remembered story

Of the old time entombed.

 

 

And travellers, now, within that valley,

Through the red-litten windows see

Vast forms, that move fantastically

To a discordant melody,

While, like a ghastly rapid river,

Through the pale door

A hideous throng rush out forever

And laugh - but smile no more.

 

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Haunted Palace by Edgar Allan Poe Homemade Sounds 00:03:00 Read by Matthew Costello Read by Matthew Costello haunted, horror, poems, 19th century, gothic, halloween, october, edgar allan poe, american poetry, ghosts, the haunted palace, poetry false full 4 2 ddb1f925-5b83-43ee-a5bb-92617d8f945c The Listeners by Walter De La Mere Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

The Listeners

By Walter De La Mere

‘Is there anybody there?’ said the Traveller,

Knocking on the moonlit door;

And his horse in the silence champed the grasses

Of the forest’s ferny floor:

And a bird flew up out of the turret,

Above the Traveller’s head:

And he smote upon the door again a second time;

‘Is there anybody there?’ he said.

But no one descended to the Traveller;

No head from the leaf-fringed sill

Leaned over and looked into his grey eyes,

Where he stood perplexed and still.

But only a host of phantom listeners

That dwelt in the lone house then

Stood listening in the quiet of the moonlight

To that voice from the world of men:

Stood thronging the faint moonbeams on the dark stair,

That goes down to the empty hall,

Hearkening in an air stirred and shaken

By the lonely Traveller’s call.

And he felt in his heart their strangeness,

Their stillness answering his cry,

While his horse moved, cropping the dark turf,

’Neath the starred and leafy sky;

For he suddenly smote on the door, even

Louder, and lifted his head:—

‘Tell them I came, and no one answered,

That I kept my word,’ he said.

Never the least stir made the listeners,

Though every word he spake

Fell echoing through the shadowiness of the still house

From the one man left awake:

Ay, they heard his foot upon the stirrup,

And the sound of iron on stone,

And how the silence surged softly backward,

When the plunging hoofs were gone.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Wed, 9 Oct 2019 16:20:54 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

The Listeners

By Walter De La Mere

‘Is there anybody there?’ said the Traveller,

Knocking on the moonlit door;

And his horse in the silence champed the grasses

Of the forest’s ferny floor:

And a bird flew up out of the turret,

Above the Traveller’s head:

And he smote upon the door again a second time;

‘Is there anybody there?’ he said.

But no one descended to the Traveller;

No head from the leaf-fringed sill

Leaned over and looked into his grey eyes,

Where he stood perplexed and still.

But only a host of phantom listeners

That dwelt in the lone house then

Stood listening in the quiet of the moonlight

To that voice from the world of men:

Stood thronging the faint moonbeams on the dark stair,

That goes down to the empty hall,

Hearkening in an air stirred and shaken

By the lonely Traveller’s call.

And he felt in his heart their strangeness,

Their stillness answering his cry,

While his horse moved, cropping the dark turf,

’Neath the starred and leafy sky;

For he suddenly smote on the door, even

Louder, and lifted his head:—

‘Tell them I came, and no one answered,

That I kept my word,’ he said.

Never the least stir made the listeners,

Though every word he spake

Fell echoing through the shadowiness of the still house

From the one man left awake:

Ay, they heard his foot upon the stirrup,

And the sound of iron on stone,

And how the silence surged softly backward,

When the plunging hoofs were gone.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Listeners by Walter De La Mere Homemade Sounds 00:02:39 Read by Joshua Bond Read by Joshua Bond creepy poems, walter de la mere, haunting, halloween, the listeners, ghost stories, poetry, english false full 3 2 314b9f4d-8fed-4e30-9bb0-b3bc64c0fd97 October by Robert Frost Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

October

BY ROBERT FROST

Share on TwitterShare on FacebookForward to a Friend

O hushed October morning mild,
 

Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
 

Tomorrow’s wind, if it be wild,
 

Should waste them all.
 

The crows above the forest call;
 

Tomorrow they may form and go.
 

O hushed October morning mild,
 

Begin the hours of this day slow.
 

Make the day seem to us less brief.
 

Hearts not averse to being beguiled,
 

Beguile us in the way you know.
 

Release one leaf at break of day;
 

At noon release another leaf;
 

One from our trees, one far away.
 

Retard the sun with gentle mist;
 

Enchant the land with amethyst.
 

Slow, slow!
 

For the grapes’ sake, if they were all,
 

Whose leaves already are burnt with frost,
 

Whose clustered fruit must else be lost—
 

For the grapes’ sake along the wall.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Fri, 4 Oct 2019 15:31:45 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

October

BY ROBERT FROST

Share on TwitterShare on FacebookForward to a Friend

O hushed October morning mild,
 

Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
 

Tomorrow’s wind, if it be wild,
 

Should waste them all.
 

The crows above the forest call;
 

Tomorrow they may form and go.
 

O hushed October morning mild,
 

Begin the hours of this day slow.
 

Make the day seem to us less brief.
 

Hearts not averse to being beguiled,
 

Beguile us in the way you know.
 

Release one leaf at break of day;
 

At noon release another leaf;
 

One from our trees, one far away.
 

Retard the sun with gentle mist;
 

Enchant the land with amethyst.
 

Slow, slow!
 

For the grapes’ sake, if they were all,
 

Whose leaves already are burnt with frost,
 

Whose clustered fruit must else be lost—
 

For the grapes’ sake along the wall.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> October by Robert Frost Homemade Sounds 00:01:31 Read by Zither B. Oxblood Read by Zither B. Oxblood halloween, robert frost, national poetry day, october, american poetry, poetry false full 2 2 e828bde8-4a04-47e2-a49a-867353b2dedd The Man Moth by Elizabeth Bishop Production and Sound Design By Kevin Seaman

The Man-Moth” (written 1935, published 1936)

_Man-Moth: Newspaper misprint for “mammoth.”

Here, above, cracks in the buildings are filled with battered moonlight.

The whole shadow of Man is only as big as his hat.

It lies at his feet like a circle for a doll to stand on,

and he makes an inverted pin, the point magnetized to the moon.

He does not see the moon; he observes only her vast properties,

feeling the queer light on his hands, neither warm nor cold,

of a temperature impossible to record in thermometers.

But when the Man-Moth

pays his rare, although occasional, visits to the surface,

the moon looks rather different to him. He emerges

from an opening under the edge of one of the sidewalks

and nervously begins to scale the faces of the buildings.

He thinks the moon is a small hole at the top of the sky,

proving the sky quite useless for protection.

He trembles, but must investigate as high as he can climb.

Up the façades,

his shadow dragging like a photographer’s cloth behind him

he climbs fearfully, thinking that this time he will manage

to push his small head through that round clean opening

and be forced through, as from a tube, in black scrolls on the light.

(Man, standing below him, has no such illusions.)

But what the Man-Moth fears most he must do, although

he fails, of course, and falls back scared but quite unhurt.

Then he returns

to the pale subways of cement he calls his home. He flits,

he flutters, and cannot get aboard the silent trains

fast enough to suit him. The doors close swiftly.

The Man-Moth always seats himself facing the wrong way

and the train starts at once at its full, terrible speed,

without a shift in gears or a gradation of any sort.

He cannot tell the rate at which he travels backwards.

Each night he must

be carried through artificial tunnels and dream recurrent dreams.

Just as the ties recur beneath his train, these underlie

his rushing brain. He does not dare look out the window,

for the third rail, the unbroken draught of poison,

runs there beside him. He regards it as a disease

he has inherited the susceptibility to. He has to keep

his hands in his pockets, as others must wear mufflers.

If you catch him,

hold up a flashlight to his eye. It’s all dark pupil,

an entire night itself, whose haired horizon tightens

as he stares back, and closes up the eye. Then from the lids

one tear, his only possession, like the bee’s sting, slips.

Slyly he palms it, and if you’re not paying attention

he’ll swallow it. However, if you watch, he’ll hand it over,

cool as from underground springs and pure enough to drink.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Tue, 1 Oct 2019 14:59:55 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design By Kevin Seaman

The Man-Moth” (written 1935, published 1936)

_Man-Moth: Newspaper misprint for “mammoth.”

Here, above, cracks in the buildings are filled with battered moonlight.

The whole shadow of Man is only as big as his hat.

It lies at his feet like a circle for a doll to stand on,

and he makes an inverted pin, the point magnetized to the moon.

He does not see the moon; he observes only her vast properties,

feeling the queer light on his hands, neither warm nor cold,

of a temperature impossible to record in thermometers.

But when the Man-Moth

pays his rare, although occasional, visits to the surface,

the moon looks rather different to him. He emerges

from an opening under the edge of one of the sidewalks

and nervously begins to scale the faces of the buildings.

He thinks the moon is a small hole at the top of the sky,

proving the sky quite useless for protection.

He trembles, but must investigate as high as he can climb.

Up the façades,

his shadow dragging like a photographer’s cloth behind him

he climbs fearfully, thinking that this time he will manage

to push his small head through that round clean opening

and be forced through, as from a tube, in black scrolls on the light.

(Man, standing below him, has no such illusions.)

But what the Man-Moth fears most he must do, although

he fails, of course, and falls back scared but quite unhurt.

Then he returns

to the pale subways of cement he calls his home. He flits,

he flutters, and cannot get aboard the silent trains

fast enough to suit him. The doors close swiftly.

The Man-Moth always seats himself facing the wrong way

and the train starts at once at its full, terrible speed,

without a shift in gears or a gradation of any sort.

He cannot tell the rate at which he travels backwards.

Each night he must

be carried through artificial tunnels and dream recurrent dreams.

Just as the ties recur beneath his train, these underlie

his rushing brain. He does not dare look out the window,

for the third rail, the unbroken draught of poison,

runs there beside him. He regards it as a disease

he has inherited the susceptibility to. He has to keep

his hands in his pockets, as others must wear mufflers.

If you catch him,

hold up a flashlight to his eye. It’s all dark pupil,

an entire night itself, whose haired horizon tightens

as he stares back, and closes up the eye. Then from the lids

one tear, his only possession, like the bee’s sting, slips.

Slyly he palms it, and if you’re not paying attention

he’ll swallow it. However, if you watch, he’ll hand it over,

cool as from underground springs and pure enough to drink.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Man Moth by Elizabeth Bishop Homemade Sounds 00:05:23 Read by Y. Owen Read by Y. Owen weird, modern poetry, halloween, elizabeth bishop, modern, poetry, the man moth, robert lowell false full 1 2 856c4e66-535f-4787-98bd-8c92d1907361 The Auroras of Autumn (Canto 5-10) by Wallace Stevens Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman


 

 

 

The Auroras of Autumn Canto 5-10

V

The mother invites humanity to her house

And table. The father fetches tellers of tales

And musicians who mute much, muse much, on the tales.

The father fetches negresses to dance,

Among the children, like curious ripenesses

Of pattern in the dance's ripening.

For these the musicians make insidious tones,

Clawing the sing-song of their instruments.

The children laugh and jangle a tinny time.

The father fetches pageants out of air,

Scenes of the theatre, vistas and blocks of woods

And curtains like a naive pretence of sleep.

Among these the musicians strike the instinctive poem.

The father fetches his unherded herds,

Of barbarous tongue, slavered and panting halves

Of breath, obedient to his trumpet's touch.

This then is Chatillon or as you please.

We stand in the tumult of a festival.

What festival? This loud, disordered mooch?

These hospitaliers? These brute-like guests?

These musicians dubbing at a tragedy,

A-dub, a-dub, which is made up of this:

That there are no lines to speak? There is no play.

Or, the persons act one merely by being here.

VI

It is a theatre floating through the clouds,

Itself a cloud, although of misted rock

And mountains running like water, wave on wave,

Through waves of light. It is of cloud transformed

To cloud transformed again, idly, the way

A season changes color to no end,

Except the lavishing of itself in change,

As light changes yellow into gold and gold

To its opal elements and fire's delight,

Splashed wide-wise because it likes magnificence

And the solemn pleasures of magnificent space

The cloud drifts idly through half-thought-of forms.

The theatre is filled with flying birds,

Wild wedges, as of a volcano's smoke, palm-eyed

And vanishing, a web in a corridor

Or massive portico. A capitol,

It may be, is emerging or has just

Collapsed. The denouement has to be postponed . . .

This is nothing until in a single man contained,

Nothing until this named thing nameless is

And is destroyed. He opens the door of his house

On flames. The scholar of one candle sees

An Arctic effulgence flaring on the frame

Of everything he is. And he feels afraid.

VII

Is there an imagination that sits enthroned

As grim as it is benevolent, the just

And the unjust, which in the midst of summer stops

To imagine winter? When the leaves are dead,

Does it take its place in the north and enfold itself,

Goat-leaper, crystalled and luminous, sitting

In highest night? And do these heavens adorn

And proclaim it, the white creator of black, jetted

By extinguishings, even of planets as may be,

Even of earth, even of sight, in snow,

Except as needed by way of majesty,

In the sky, as crown and diamond cabala?

It leaps through us, through all our heavens leaps,

Extinguishing our planets, one by one,

Leaving, of where we were and looked, of where

We knew each other and of each other thought,

A shivering residue, chilled and foregone,

Except for that crown and mystical cabala.

But it dare not leap by chance in its own dark.

It must change from destiny to slight caprice.

And thus its jetted tragedy, its stele

And shape and mournful making move to find

What must unmake it and, at last, what can,

Say, a flippant communication under the moon.

VIII

There may be always a time of innocence.

There is never a place. Or if there is no time,

If it is not a thing of time, nor of place,

Existing in the idea of it, alone,

In the sense against calamity, it is not

Less real. For the oldest and coldest philosopher,

There is or may be a time of innocence

As pure principle. Its nature is its end,

That it should be, and yet not be, a thing

That pinches the pity of the pitiful man,

Like a book at evening beautiful but untrue,

Like a book on rising beautiful and true.

It is like a thing of ether that exists

Almost as predicate. But it exists,

It exists, it is visible, it is, it is.

So, then, these lights are not a spell of light,

A saying out of a cloud, but innocence.

An innocence of the earth and no false sign

Or symbol of malice. That we partake thereof,

Lie down like children in this holiness,

As if, awake, we lay in the quiet of sleep,

As if the innocent mother sang in the dark

Of the room and on an accordion, half-heard,

Created the time and place in which we breathed . . .

IX

And of each other thought—in the idiom

Of the work, in the idiom of an innocent earth,

Not of the enigma of the guilty dream.

We were as Danes in Denmark all day long

And knew each other well, hale-hearted landsmen,

For whom the outlandish was another day

Of the week, queerer than Sunday. We thought alike

And that made brothers of us in a home

In which we fed on being brothers, fed

And fattened as on a decorous honeycomb.

This drama that we live—We lay sticky with sleep.

This sense of the activity of fate—

The rendezvous, when she came alone,

By her coming became a freedom of the two,

An isolation which only the two could share.

Shall we be found hanging in the trees next s pring?

Of what disaster in this the imminence:

Bare limbs, bare trees and a wind as sharp as salt?

The stars are putting on their glittering belts.

They throw around their shoulders cloaks that flash

Like a great shadow's last embellishment.

It may come tomorrow in the simplest word,

Almost as part of innocence, almost,

Almost as the tenderest and the truest part.

X

An unhappy people in a happy world—

Read, rabbi, the phases of this difference.

An unhappy people in an unhappy world—

Here are too many mirrors for misery.

A happy people in an unhappy world—

It cannot be. There's nothing there to roll

On the expressive tongue, the finding fang.

A happy people in a happy world—

Buffo! A ball, an opera, a bar.

Turn back to where we were when we began:

An unhappy people in a happy world.

Now, solemnize the secretive syllables.

Read to the congregation, for today

And for tomorrow, this extremity,

This contrivance of the spectre of the spheres,

Contriving balance to contrive a whole,

The vital, the never-failing genius,

Fulfilling his meditations, great and small.

In these unhappy he meditates a whole,

The full of fortune and the full of fate,

As if he lived all lives, that he might know,

In hall harridan, not hushful paradise,

To a haggling of wind and weather, by these lights

Like a blaze of summer straw, in winter's nick.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 23 Sep 2019 20:14:04 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman


 

 

 

The Auroras of Autumn Canto 5-10

V

The mother invites humanity to her house

And table. The father fetches tellers of tales

And musicians who mute much, muse much, on the tales.

The father fetches negresses to dance,

Among the children, like curious ripenesses

Of pattern in the dance's ripening.

For these the musicians make insidious tones,

Clawing the sing-song of their instruments.

The children laugh and jangle a tinny time.

The father fetches pageants out of air,

Scenes of the theatre, vistas and blocks of woods

And curtains like a naive pretence of sleep.

Among these the musicians strike the instinctive poem.

The father fetches his unherded herds,

Of barbarous tongue, slavered and panting halves

Of breath, obedient to his trumpet's touch.

This then is Chatillon or as you please.

We stand in the tumult of a festival.

What festival? This loud, disordered mooch?

These hospitaliers? These brute-like guests?

These musicians dubbing at a tragedy,

A-dub, a-dub, which is made up of this:

That there are no lines to speak? There is no play.

Or, the persons act one merely by being here.

VI

It is a theatre floating through the clouds,

Itself a cloud, although of misted rock

And mountains running like water, wave on wave,

Through waves of light. It is of cloud transformed

To cloud transformed again, idly, the way

A season changes color to no end,

Except the lavishing of itself in change,

As light changes yellow into gold and gold

To its opal elements and fire's delight,

Splashed wide-wise because it likes magnificence

And the solemn pleasures of magnificent space

The cloud drifts idly through half-thought-of forms.

The theatre is filled with flying birds,

Wild wedges, as of a volcano's smoke, palm-eyed

And vanishing, a web in a corridor

Or massive portico. A capitol,

It may be, is emerging or has just

Collapsed. The denouement has to be postponed . . .

This is nothing until in a single man contained,

Nothing until this named thing nameless is

And is destroyed. He opens the door of his house

On flames. The scholar of one candle sees

An Arctic effulgence flaring on the frame

Of everything he is. And he feels afraid.

VII

Is there an imagination that sits enthroned

As grim as it is benevolent, the just

And the unjust, which in the midst of summer stops

To imagine winter? When the leaves are dead,

Does it take its place in the north and enfold itself,

Goat-leaper, crystalled and luminous, sitting

In highest night? And do these heavens adorn

And proclaim it, the white creator of black, jetted

By extinguishings, even of planets as may be,

Even of earth, even of sight, in snow,

Except as needed by way of majesty,

In the sky, as crown and diamond cabala?

It leaps through us, through all our heavens leaps,

Extinguishing our planets, one by one,

Leaving, of where we were and looked, of where

We knew each other and of each other thought,

A shivering residue, chilled and foregone,

Except for that crown and mystical cabala.

But it dare not leap by chance in its own dark.

It must change from destiny to slight caprice.

And thus its jetted tragedy, its stele

And shape and mournful making move to find

What must unmake it and, at last, what can,

Say, a flippant communication under the moon.

VIII

There may be always a time of innocence.

There is never a place. Or if there is no time,

If it is not a thing of time, nor of place,

Existing in the idea of it, alone,

In the sense against calamity, it is not

Less real. For the oldest and coldest philosopher,

There is or may be a time of innocence

As pure principle. Its nature is its end,

That it should be, and yet not be, a thing

That pinches the pity of the pitiful man,

Like a book at evening beautiful but untrue,

Like a book on rising beautiful and true.

It is like a thing of ether that exists

Almost as predicate. But it exists,

It exists, it is visible, it is, it is.

So, then, these lights are not a spell of light,

A saying out of a cloud, but innocence.

An innocence of the earth and no false sign

Or symbol of malice. That we partake thereof,

Lie down like children in this holiness,

As if, awake, we lay in the quiet of sleep,

As if the innocent mother sang in the dark

Of the room and on an accordion, half-heard,

Created the time and place in which we breathed . . .

IX

And of each other thought—in the idiom

Of the work, in the idiom of an innocent earth,

Not of the enigma of the guilty dream.

We were as Danes in Denmark all day long

And knew each other well, hale-hearted landsmen,

For whom the outlandish was another day

Of the week, queerer than Sunday. We thought alike

And that made brothers of us in a home

In which we fed on being brothers, fed

And fattened as on a decorous honeycomb.

This drama that we live—We lay sticky with sleep.

This sense of the activity of fate—

The rendezvous, when she came alone,

By her coming became a freedom of the two,

An isolation which only the two could share.

Shall we be found hanging in the trees next s pring?

Of what disaster in this the imminence:

Bare limbs, bare trees and a wind as sharp as salt?

The stars are putting on their glittering belts.

They throw around their shoulders cloaks that flash

Like a great shadow's last embellishment.

It may come tomorrow in the simplest word,

Almost as part of innocence, almost,

Almost as the tenderest and the truest part.

X

An unhappy people in a happy world—

Read, rabbi, the phases of this difference.

An unhappy people in an unhappy world—

Here are too many mirrors for misery.

A happy people in an unhappy world—

It cannot be. There's nothing there to roll

On the expressive tongue, the finding fang.

A happy people in a happy world—

Buffo! A ball, an opera, a bar.

Turn back to where we were when we began:

An unhappy people in a happy world.

Now, solemnize the secretive syllables.

Read to the congregation, for today

And for tomorrow, this extremity,

This contrivance of the spectre of the spheres,

Contriving balance to contrive a whole,

The vital, the never-failing genius,

Fulfilling his meditations, great and small.

In these unhappy he meditates a whole,

The full of fortune and the full of fate,

As if he lived all lives, that he might know,

In hall harridan, not hushful paradise,

To a haggling of wind and weather, by these lights

Like a blaze of summer straw, in winter's nick.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Auroras of Autumn (Canto 5-10) by Wallace Stevens Homemade Sounds 00:15:34 Read by Wallace Stevens Read by Wallace Stevens poems, aurora, the auroras of autumn, wallace stevens, fall, poetry false full 45 1 3bb62306-99b5-415f-8748-767808d675e0 The Auroras of Autumn (Canto 1-4) by Wallace Stevens Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman


 

 

 

The Auroras of Autumn

by Wallace Stevens

I

This is where the serpent lives, the bodiless.

His head is air. Beneath his tip at night

Eyes open and fix on us in every sky.

Or is this another wriggling out of the egg,

Another image at the end of the cave,

Another bodiless for the body's slough?

This is where the serpent lives. This is his nest,

These fields, these hills, these tinted distances,

And the pines above and along and beside the sea.

This is form gulping after formlessness,

Skin flashing to wished-for disappearances

And the serpent body flashing without the skin.

This is the height emerging and its base

These lights may finally attain a pole

In the midmost midnight and find the serpent there,

In another nest, the master of the maze

Of body and air and forms and images,

Relentlessly in possession of happiness.

This is his poison: that we should disbelieve

Even that. His meditations in the ferns,

When he moved so slightly to make sure of sun,

Made us no less as sure. We saw in his head,

Black beaded on the rock, the flecked animal,

The moving grass, the Indian in his glade.

II

Farewell to an idea . . . A cabin stands,

Deserted, on a beach. It is white,

As by a custom or according to

An ancestral theme or as a consequence

Of an infinite course. The flowers against the wall

Are white, a little dried, a kind of mark

Reminding, trying to remind, of a white

That was different, something else, last year

Or before, not the white of an aging afternoon,

Whether fresher or duller, whether of winter cloud

Or of winter sky, from horizon to horizon.

The wind is blowing the sand across the floor.

Here, being visible is being white,

Is being of the solid of white, the accomplishment

Of an extremist in an exercise . . .

The season changes. A cold wind chills the beach.

The long lines of it grow longer, emptier,

A darkness gathers though it does not fall

And the whiteness grows less vivid on the wall.

The man who is walking turns blankly on the sand.

He observes how the north is always enlarging the change,

With its frigid brilliances, its blue-red sweeps

And gusts of great enkindlings, its polar green,

The color of ice and fire and solitude.

III

Farewell to an idea . . . The mother's face,

The purpose of the poem, fills the room.

They are together, here, and it is warm,

With none of the prescience of oncoming dreams.

It is evening. The house is evening, half dissolved.

Only the half they can never possess remains,

Still-starred. It is the mother they possess,

Who gives transparence to their present peace.

She makes that gentler that can gentle be.

And yet she too is dissolved, she is destroyed.

She gives transparence. But she has grown old.

The necklace is a carving not a kiss.

The soft hands are a motion not a touch.

The house will crumble and the books will burn.

They are at ease in a shelter of the mind

And the house is of the mind and they and time,

Together, all together. Boreal night

Will look like frost as it approaches them

And to the mother as she falls asleep

And as they say good-night, good-night. Upstairs

The windows will be lighted, not the rooms.

A wind will spread its windy grandeurs round

And knock like a rifle-butt against the door.

The wind will command them with invincible sound.

IV

Farewell to an idea . . . The cancellings,

The negations are never final. The father sits

In space, wherever he sits, of bleak regard,

As one that is strong in the bushes of his eyes.

He says no to no and yes to yes. He says yes

To no; and in saying yes he says farewell.

He measures the velocities of change.

He leaps from heaven to heaven more rapidly

Than bad angels leap from heaven to hell in flam es.

But now he sits in quiet and green-a-day.

He assumes the great speeds of space and flutters them

From cloud to cloudless, cloudless to keen clear

In flights of eye and ear, the highest eye

And the lowest ear, the deep ear that discerns,

At evening, things that attend it until it hears

The supernatural preludes of its own,

At the moment when the angelic eye defines

Its actors approaching, in company, in their masks.

Master O master seated by the fire

And yet in space and motionless and yet

Of motion the ever-brightening origin,

Profound, and yet the king and yet the crown,

Look at this present throne. What company,

In masks, can choir it with the naked wind?

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 12 Sep 2019 14:26:44 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman


 

 

 

The Auroras of Autumn

by Wallace Stevens

I

This is where the serpent lives, the bodiless.

His head is air. Beneath his tip at night

Eyes open and fix on us in every sky.

Or is this another wriggling out of the egg,

Another image at the end of the cave,

Another bodiless for the body's slough?

This is where the serpent lives. This is his nest,

These fields, these hills, these tinted distances,

And the pines above and along and beside the sea.

This is form gulping after formlessness,

Skin flashing to wished-for disappearances

And the serpent body flashing without the skin.

This is the height emerging and its base

These lights may finally attain a pole

In the midmost midnight and find the serpent there,

In another nest, the master of the maze

Of body and air and forms and images,

Relentlessly in possession of happiness.

This is his poison: that we should disbelieve

Even that. His meditations in the ferns,

When he moved so slightly to make sure of sun,

Made us no less as sure. We saw in his head,

Black beaded on the rock, the flecked animal,

The moving grass, the Indian in his glade.

II

Farewell to an idea . . . A cabin stands,

Deserted, on a beach. It is white,

As by a custom or according to

An ancestral theme or as a consequence

Of an infinite course. The flowers against the wall

Are white, a little dried, a kind of mark

Reminding, trying to remind, of a white

That was different, something else, last year

Or before, not the white of an aging afternoon,

Whether fresher or duller, whether of winter cloud

Or of winter sky, from horizon to horizon.

The wind is blowing the sand across the floor.

Here, being visible is being white,

Is being of the solid of white, the accomplishment

Of an extremist in an exercise . . .

The season changes. A cold wind chills the beach.

The long lines of it grow longer, emptier,

A darkness gathers though it does not fall

And the whiteness grows less vivid on the wall.

The man who is walking turns blankly on the sand.

He observes how the north is always enlarging the change,

With its frigid brilliances, its blue-red sweeps

And gusts of great enkindlings, its polar green,

The color of ice and fire and solitude.

III

Farewell to an idea . . . The mother's face,

The purpose of the poem, fills the room.

They are together, here, and it is warm,

With none of the prescience of oncoming dreams.

It is evening. The house is evening, half dissolved.

Only the half they can never possess remains,

Still-starred. It is the mother they possess,

Who gives transparence to their present peace.

She makes that gentler that can gentle be.

And yet she too is dissolved, she is destroyed.

She gives transparence. But she has grown old.

The necklace is a carving not a kiss.

The soft hands are a motion not a touch.

The house will crumble and the books will burn.

They are at ease in a shelter of the mind

And the house is of the mind and they and time,

Together, all together. Boreal night

Will look like frost as it approaches them

And to the mother as she falls asleep

And as they say good-night, good-night. Upstairs

The windows will be lighted, not the rooms.

A wind will spread its windy grandeurs round

And knock like a rifle-butt against the door.

The wind will command them with invincible sound.

IV

Farewell to an idea . . . The cancellings,

The negations are never final. The father sits

In space, wherever he sits, of bleak regard,

As one that is strong in the bushes of his eyes.

He says no to no and yes to yes. He says yes

To no; and in saying yes he says farewell.

He measures the velocities of change.

He leaps from heaven to heaven more rapidly

Than bad angels leap from heaven to hell in flam es.

But now he sits in quiet and green-a-day.

He assumes the great speeds of space and flutters them

From cloud to cloudless, cloudless to keen clear

In flights of eye and ear, the highest eye

And the lowest ear, the deep ear that discerns,

At evening, things that attend it until it hears

The supernatural preludes of its own,

At the moment when the angelic eye defines

Its actors approaching, in company, in their masks.

Master O master seated by the fire

And yet in space and motionless and yet

Of motion the ever-brightening origin,

Profound, and yet the king and yet the crown,

Look at this present throne. What company,

In masks, can choir it with the naked wind?

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Auroras of Autumn (Canto 1-4) by Wallace Stevens Homemade Sounds 00:10:46 Read by Wallace Stevens Read by Wallace Stevens autumn, modern poetry, the auroras of autumn, death, wallace stevens, fall, poetry false full 44 1 812510f0-ebba-4b88-8151-eff9cc5eff22 The Hound of Heaven by Francis Thompson Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Wed, 4 Sep 2019 20:01:15 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Hound of Heaven by Francis Thompson Homemade Sounds 00:12:31 Read by Stephen West Read by Stephen West christianity, recovery, catholic, faith, english poetry, poetry, francis thompson, victorian false full 43 1 486bb511-f5af-4f71-a94b-520b48178e8e Love 20¢ The First 1/4 Mile by Kenneth Fearing Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Tue, 3 Sep 2019 18:03:25 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Love 20¢ The First 1/4 Mile by Kenneth Fearing Homemade Sounds 00:02:57 Read by Tom O'Bedlam Read by Tom O'Bedlam modern poetry, love, noir poetry, heartache, the big clock, poetry, kenneth fearing true full 42 1 7400f400-67c5-43ee-82c2-430db95fa275 Sleeping on the Wing by Frank O'Hara Production And Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Thu, 29 Aug 2019 18:54:12 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production And Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Sleeping on the Wing by Frank O'Hara Homemade Sounds 00:03:26 Read by Marcus Ellsworth Read by Marcus Ellsworth frankohara, modern, poetry false full 41 1 fb23fc3f-5229-408e-bb2b-b8060c20cbbd Cicadas And by Nathan Hoks Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

Nathan Hoks is the author of two books of poetry, Reveilles and The Narrow Circle, which was a winner of the 2012 National Poetry Series and published by Penguin. His translations, poems, and critical writings have appeared in journals such as The Colorado Review, jubilat, Crazyhorse, Lit, Circumference, Octopus Magazine, and Verse. A graduate of the Iowa Writers’ Workshop, Hoks works as an editor and letterpress printer for Convulsive Editions, a micro-press that publishes chapbooks and broadsides.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Wed, 21 Aug 2019 21:30:53 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Nathan Hoks) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

Nathan Hoks is the author of two books of poetry, Reveilles and The Narrow Circle, which was a winner of the 2012 National Poetry Series and published by Penguin. His translations, poems, and critical writings have appeared in journals such as The Colorado Review, jubilat, Crazyhorse, Lit, Circumference, Octopus Magazine, and Verse. A graduate of the Iowa Writers’ Workshop, Hoks works as an editor and letterpress printer for Convulsive Editions, a micro-press that publishes chapbooks and broadsides.

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Cicadas And by Nathan Hoks Nathan Hoks 00:01:24 Read by Nathan Hoks Read by Nathan Hoks modern poetry, summer, nathan hoks, poetry true full 40 1 a7b76769-9ad7-4841-969d-50d4ed61069c Stone by Charles Simic Production and Sound Design By Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Wed, 14 Aug 2019 16:43:33 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design By Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Stone by Charles Simic Homemade Sounds 00:02:15 Read by Y. Owen Read by Y. Owen poems, labyrinth, charles simic, stone, modern, poetry true full 39 1 f44fa410-130e-48fb-b07e-e061584c4f51 Three Robinson Poems by Weldon Kees Production and Sound Design By Kevin Seaman

Poems included: Robinson, Robinson at Home, Relating to Robinson

 

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]]> Wed, 31 Jul 2019 20:06:20 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design By Kevin Seaman

Poems included: Robinson, Robinson at Home, Relating to Robinson

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Three Robinson Poems by Weldon Kees Homemade Sounds 00:08:02 Read by Weldon Kees Read by Weldon Kees lost generation, weldonkees, poems, modern poetry, weldon kees, spoken word, mid life crisis, poetry, san francisco false full 38 1 8224f3e3-b7e4-4802-89b7-d8b606f41db8 The Moon by Carlos Pantado Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Mon, 22 Jul 2019 16:21:08 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Moon by Carlos Pantado Homemade Sounds 00:02:22 Read by Mike Fort Read by Mike Fort poems, apollo11, moon, poetry true full 37 1 991699c8-fd7e-411a-bb3c-ce239bc02b08 Chicago by Carl Sandburg Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Wed, 10 Jul 2019 19:50:24 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Chicago by Carl Sandburg Homemade Sounds 00:02:48 Read by Marcus Ellsworth Read by Marcus Ellsworth poems, carlsandburg, chicago, modern, poetry, 1920s true full 36 1 3ce19a28-7c11-4bcd-a42c-d382468ad0f7 A Supermarket in California by Allen Ginsberg Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> A Supermarket in California by Allen Ginsberg Homemade Sounds 00:03:21 Read by Marcus Ellsworth Read by Marcus Ellsworth allen ginsberg, america, modern, poetry true full 35 1 70857319-4a9a-4ad8-bd6a-916809b8a8d8 Memory Is Like a Shotgun Kicking You Near the Heart by Frank Stanford Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Memory Is Like a Shotgun Kicking You Near the Heart by Frank Stanford Homemade Sounds 00:02:22 Read by Helena de Groot Read by Helena de Groot poems, modern literature, beat poetry, frank stanford, poetry false full 34 1 667ad674-e759-4183-9f38-4407737fda19 The Young Fools (Les Ingenus) by Paul Verlaine Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Young Fools (Les Ingenus) by Paul Verlaine Homemade Sounds 00:02:21 Read by Dominique Elliot in English and French Read by Dominique Elliot in English and French verlaine, poems, poetry, french true full 33 1 35cad49d-89e0-48d3-a6bd-e97c7243be19 The Garden by Moonlight by Amy Lowell Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Garden by Moonlight by Amy Lowell Homemade Sounds 00:02:04 Read by Helena de Groot Read by Helena de Groot summer, twilight, imagist, amy lowell, poetry false full 32 1 75b9e5f7-ec44-44dd-96f1-b76035f9d3d0 One Art By Elizabeth Bishop Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> One Art By Elizabeth Bishop Homemade Sounds 00:02:04 Read By Y. Owen Read By Y. Owen elizabeth bishop, loss, poetry, one art false full 31 1 d6541e0c-e573-4c13-905a-f5c6f3f44165 Two English Poems by Jorge Luis Borges Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Two English Poems by Jorge Luis Borges Homemade Sounds 00:04:30 Read by Y. Owen Read by Y. Owen city, modern, toxic, age, borges, time, decay, poetry false full 30 1 b29782a8-f556-43a4-af6b-709224982931 Learning the Planets by Len Roberts Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Learning the Planets by Len Roberts Homemade Sounds 00:03:08 Read by Jim Hudson Read by Jim Hudson modernpoetry, blackhole, lenroberts, poetry, cosmos false full 29 1 87aa6a1a-1ee4-475d-adb4-777136f12969 Balcony by Frederico Garcia Lorca Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Balcony by Frederico Garcia Lorca Homemade Sounds 00:00:56 Read by Kevin Seaman Read by Kevin Seaman lorca, 20th century, spain, spanish civil war, poetry false full 28 1 99cfcea8-a251-4967-83fc-01f2f4f7a88f Light Blue by Frank Stanford Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Light Blue by Frank Stanford Homemade Sounds 00:02:06 Read by Kevin Seaman Read by Kevin Seaman reflection, contemporary poet, poetry, frankstanford false full 27 1 a72aa15f-0d39-418a-827f-10bf310312dd Retired Ballerinas, Central Park West by Lawrence Ferlinghetti Production and Sound Design By Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Retired Ballerinas, Central Park West by Lawrence Ferlinghetti Homemade Sounds 00:01:51 read by Will Irace read by Will Irace centralpark, imagist, 100thbirthday, beatnik, poetry, lawrence ferlinghetti false full 26 1 1e11788a-a9ad-47ba-89b2-75b2ce96447b For the Anniversary of My Death by W.S. Merwin Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> For the Anniversary of My Death by W.S. Merwin Homemade Sounds 00:01:39 Read by Roger Housden Read by Roger Housden age, city, ws merwin, time, modern, poetry, decay false full 25 1 aefe91ba-f3ad-4fb4-9f7d-2cdf13c3ed04 Ocean City: Early March by Elizabeth Spires Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Ocean City: Early March by Elizabeth Spires Homemade Sounds 00:03:17 Read by Susan Murphy Read by Susan Murphy boardwalk, winter, oceancity, contemporary poet, poetry, elizabethspires false full 24 1 acceee9a-80ae-476a-8471-7ff9d68eef37 Preludes by T.S. Eliot Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Preludes by T.S. Eliot Homemade Sounds 00:02:47 Read by Tom O'Bedlam Read by Tom O'Bedlam modern, age, time, city, ts eliot, poetry, decay false full 23 1 d5bd4ec4-5b04-4cf0-91ad-d8103007bcd6 Meditations in an Emergency by Frank O'Hara Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Tue, 12 Feb 2019 19:21:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Meditations in an Emergency by Frank O'Hara Homemade Sounds 00:04:53 Read by Robin Hollis Read by Robin Hollis valentinesday, frankohara, love, heartbreak, poetry false full 22 1 d83e8c6c-85a3-464d-9540-dbe0bee1b68c Evening Song by Georg Trakl Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Evening Song by Georg Trakl Homemade Sounds 00:01:20 Read by Kevin Seaman Read by Kevin Seaman georg trakl, austrian, poetry false full 21 1 1b4a1457-5dcb-4dec-a155-f02300b3b069 Evening Twilight by Charles Baudelaire Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Evening Twilight by Charles Baudelaire Homemade Sounds 00:03:13 Read by Marcus Ellsworth Read by Marcus Ellsworth france, charles baudelaire, romantic, paris, poetry false full 20 1 05c91966-ee13-4031-a3ae-0d804daa2cab Burning the Christmas Greens by William Carlos Williams Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Burning the Christmas Greens by William Carlos Williams Homemade Sounds 00:03:18 Read by Jim Hudson Read by Jim Hudson christmas, new year, william carlos williams, poetry false full 19 1 c600a9da-80d4-48ff-9e59-e1f3078dc8b4 The Mysterious Arrival of an Unusual Letter by Mark Strand Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Wed, 19 Dec 2018 20:46:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Mysterious Arrival of an Unusual Letter by Mark Strand Homemade Sounds 00:01:21 Read by Kevin Seaman Read by Kevin Seaman winter, mark strand, poetry false full 18 1 ac4ad11d-457f-48fd-b038-e8aa523233e0 A Visit From St. Nicholas (‘Twas The Night Before Christmas) by Clement Clarke Moore Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> A Visit From St. Nicholas (‘Twas The Night Before Christmas) by Clement Clarke Moore Homemade Sounds 00:03:56 Read by Marcus Ellsworth Read by Marcus Ellsworth christmas, night before christmas, clement clarke moore, poetry false full 17 1 a47c41cb-01f6-4e7b-82a8-ef9636362003 As One Listens to the Rain by Octavio Paz Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> As One Listens to the Rain by Octavio Paz Homemade Sounds 00:03:32 Read by Marcus Ellsworth Read by Marcus Ellsworth modern poetry, octavio paz, loss, poetry false full 16 1 1712ebb4-cef5-4232-8399-5ef7bc03a8d0 The Snowman by Wallace Stevens Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Wed, 28 Nov 2018 22:15:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Snowman by Wallace Stevens Homemade Sounds 00:01:11 Read by Kevin Seaman Read by Kevin Seaman winter, wallace stevens, poetry false full 15 1 975edd9a-38f6-447f-afcf-d542aa64c4fd Aimless Love by Billy Collins Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Wed, 21 Nov 2018 22:08:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Aimless Love by Billy Collins Homemade Sounds 00:02:16 Read by Jim Hudson Read by Jim Hudson love, billy collins, thanksgiving, poetry false full 14 1 b9e17f79-fb3f-4e46-bc28-18a655a69af9 Break of Day by Jorge Luis Borges Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

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Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Break of Day by Jorge Luis Borges Homemade Sounds 00:03:21 Read by Michael McDowell Read by Michael McDowell argentina, borges, modern, poetry false full 13 1 3abbf40a-f7f1-4f58-9673-740e25b10dd1 Returning, We Hear The Larks by Isaac Rosenberg Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Tue, 6 Nov 2018 20:15:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Returning, We Hear The Larks by Isaac Rosenberg Homemade Sounds 00:01:36 Read by Jim Hudson Read by Jim Hudson world war one, poetry, war poetry false full 12 1 87257d4f-3ecd-4d01-a4e6-6af45388ad0a Autumn Sky by Charles Simic Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Sun, 4 Nov 2018 22:20:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Autumn Sky by Charles Simic Homemade Sounds 00:01:35 Read by Daniel Baker Read by Daniel Baker false full 11 1 c61f859c-f773-47ef-a856-d1f76a150c0a Theme in Yellow by Carl Sandburg Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Tue, 30 Oct 2018 16:56:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Theme in Yellow by Carl Sandburg Homemade Sounds 00:00:49 Read by Kevin Seaman Read by Kevin Seaman carl sandburg, theme in yellow, halloween, pumpkins, spooky, poetry false full 10 1 bb5e6d61-13ba-46df-a1da-c47d111e1bb0 The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Wed, 24 Oct 2018 15:50:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe Homemade Sounds 00:10:08 Read by Marcus Ellsworth Read by Marcus Ellsworth halloween, edgar allan poe, the raven, poety, nevermore false full 9 1 f4dc8c12-1346-4e1f-a301-39471acfbc1a Black Cat by Rainer Maria Rilke Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Fri, 19 Oct 2018 04:13:00 +0000 fieldsound@gmail.com (Homemade Sounds) http://www.homemadesounds.com Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

 

Production and Sound Design by Kevin Seaman

]]> Black Cat by Rainer Maria Rilke Homemade Sounds 00:01:33 Read by Dominique Elliot Read by Dominique Elliot cats, rainer maria rilke, black cat, halloween, spooky poetry, poetry false full 8 1