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play0:00 / 1:18A brilliant poem by Carol Ann Duffy from her recent collection, "The Bees". Read the poem here: http://bit.ly/wzR98B
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spare-shade Hi! I hope that you may be to participate in this project. "the act of listening is the act of inscribing” project explores the notions of home, poem and the human voice. I am asking you to voice your home. This can be many things, said in many different ways. It can be a thought, a feeling, an emotion, a memory, a confusion, whatever it is that is housing your being now. Or, it can simply be your sense of home - a feeling of being at home. Maybe it is just a word, a poem, or a thought that is on your mind right now. It could be a broken dish in your sink. Or, a place, a situation you are in. It can be a worry that is preoccupying you, or an aspiration you are pursuing. It can be this moment, or a memory. It can be a ruin, or a broken home. Whatever home is for you, or whatever houses your thoughts or brings you closer to home, or to this moment, please voice it. Time is a commodity in great demand but rather limited and jealousy guarded supply, so I sincerely appreciate you sharing it. And I would appreciate if you record home in your voice as an audio-boo – my account is http://audioboo.fm/spare-shade . For complete information about this project please visit a spare shade of light http://spareshade.com/ Thank you, ivan PS. please free to forward this on.
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spare-shade Hi! I hope that you may be to participate in this project. "the act of listening is the act of inscribing” project explores the notions of home, poem and the human voice. I am asking you to voice your home. This can be many things, said in many different ways. It can be a thought, a feeling, an emotion, a memory, a confusion, whatever it is that is housing your being now. Or, it can simply be your sense of home - a feeling of being at home. Maybe it is just a word, a poem, or a thought that is on your mind right now. It could be a broken dish in your sink. Or, a place, a situation you are in. It can be a worry that is preoccupying you, or an aspiration you are pursuing. It can be this moment, or a memory. It can be a ruin, or a broken home. Whatever home is for you, or whatever houses your thoughts or brings you closer to home, or to this moment, please voice it. Time is a commodity in great demand but rather limited and jealousy guarded supply, so I sincerely appreciate you sharing it. And I would appreciate if you record home in your voice as an audio-boo – my account is http://audioboo.fm/spare-shade . For complete information about this project please visit a spare shade of light http://spareshade.com/ Thank you, ivan PS. please free to forward this on.
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spare-shade Hi! I hope that you may be to participate in this project. "the act of listening is the act of inscribing” project explores the notions of home, poem and the human voice. I am asking you to voice your home. This can be many things, said in many different ways. It can be a thought, a feeling, an emotion, a memory, a confusion, whatever it is that is housing your being now. Or, it can simply be your sense of home - a feeling of being at home. Maybe it is just a word, a poem, or a thought that is on your mind right now. It could be a broken dish in your sink. Or, a place, a situation you are in. It can be a worry that is preoccupying you, or an aspiration you are pursuing. It can be this moment, or a memory. It can be a ruin, or a broken home. Whatever home is for you, or whatever houses your thoughts or brings you closer to home, or to this moment, please voice it. Time is a commodity in great demand but rather limited and jealousy guarded supply, so I sincerely appreciate you sharing it. And I would appreciate if you record home in your voice as an audio-boo – my account is http://audioboo.fm/spare-shade . For complete information about this project please visit a spare shade of light http://spareshade.com/ Thank you, ivan PS. please free to forward this on.
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