After the fail of my reading of Tennyson's The Splendour Falls I decided to compound and enlarge my error by a reading of one of my own works. It's set at midsummer's eve so this'd be the the right time for posting. In the main I'm pretty happy with the presentation - where it falls down is in my voice: frankly, I'm no Richard Burton. It's 8 minutes, so, not short, and not much to watch, though it looks better at YouTube than embedded.
Yes, I know I could've posted this on the youtube thread or the poetry thread and it probably belongs on another board but I worked hard on it and I hope he mods will give it a day or two in the limelight before they move it to the back of beyond
comments, criticism and abuse welcome
Why don't you knock it off with them negative waves? Why don't you dig how beautiful it is out here? Why don't you say something righteous and hopeful for a change? ~~ Oddball