Read Me Something You Love
RMSYL 57: I Dwell In Possibilty by Emily Dickinson (read by Laura...
Although this is specifically a poem that speaks about poetry and the powers of poetry, it also speaks to me about the powers of the imagination. And thats something I prize in life enormously. What books bring to me is Continue reading
RMSYL 51: The Plain Sense of Things by Wallace Stevens (read by Josh...
Try and imagine what this great pond, quite unglamorous and muddy, this dirty-watered pond looks like when you dont impose yourself, your whole history, or the history of a culture on it; when you just let yourself see it. Josh Continue reading
RMSYL 43: What the Living Do by Marie Howe (recited by Kim Rosen)
Ive felt like Ive needed to learn poetry this year. By heart. You might have had this feeling too? You may have thought, or perhaps even said these words aloud to someone sitting across the way from you on the Continue reading
RMSYL 38: Mount Appetite by Bill Gaston (read by DW Wilson)
It seems kind of fitting that I first heard DW Wilsons prize-winning short story The Dead Roads about this time last September, midway through a ten-mile hikethrough the Chilterns. Even more fitting would have been to listen or read it Continue...
The Giving Tree by Shel Silverstein (read by Alom Shaha)
My parents were probably not hip enough to read me Shel Silversteins The Giving Tree. You cant really get more hip, as a writer of childrens books (and A Boy Named Sue), than have Johnny Cash introduce you thus: Sometimes Continue reading
Believe Me by Ali Smith (read by Tania Hershman)
I love the fact that International Short Story Day, June 20th, is celebrated on a solstice.Thats to say: the day the sun (sol) stands still (sistere). Apart from the rather pleasing philological connection with short days/nights/stories, there might...
RMSYL 56: Aubade by Philip Larkin (recited by William Sieghart)
Death is something that has come to bite me quite a lot. As so often happens, people turn to poetry in times of grief and need, and therefore my connection to poetry has often been dealing with both loneliness and Continue reading
RMSYL 50: Tooth by Michael Burkard (read by Ryan Van Winkle)
What the hell the tooth is doing there, I dont know, but I love it. Ryan Van Winkle DISCUSSED:Unfolding Poems; Illogical Teeth; The Lost Son; Coming Open To Closed Poems; She is Fucking/Human (Divergent Synapses Firing); The Misery That Continue...
RMSYL 41: What The Doctor Said by Raymond Carver (read by Nicholas Pole)
Nick Pole is good for your soul. Well, hes good for my soul. Nick and I ran a Mindfulness Based Practitioners group together for a while, once upon a time. I remember our third or fourth session where Nick offered Continue reading
RMSYL 37: Queen Victoria by Leonard Cohen (read by H.J. Hampson)
I so enjoyed Heather Hampson reading from the International Treasure that is Leonard Cohen that I thought it might be worth commiting to memory some of his favourite songs for my By Heart quest. You would think, having listened to Continue reading
Bones of the Inner Ear by Kiana Davenport (Read by Jared McGinnis)
I love this photo of Jarred McGinnis reading Kiana Davenports incredible Bones of the Inner Ear. Firstly because it captures something of JM-himself (dude + lovely bloke). But also because it makes me feel like Chazz Kujan Palminteri at the...
In the Waiting Room by Elizabeth Bishop (read by Alexander MacLeod)
In the last few days, two events have played themselves out. To be more precise: an almost infinite number of events have occured if youre willing tosquish down to the atomic and subatomic (which I am). Yesterday, for example, a Continue reading
RMSYL 52: Power Lunching by E.Melvin Pinsel (read by Brian Lobel)
The problem the whole book presents is that its trying to give you a strategy for getting what you want: out of people, out of things, out of a seat, an outfit, a drink. I hope, personally, my own agenda Continue reading
RMSYL 44: Where the Wild Things Are by Maurice Sendak (read by Colin...
Theres all this action going on, this rumpusing, but the bit that sticks in the head, well for me at least, is the him-and-his-Mum aspect of it. And the food still being hot. DISCUSSED: Text-based Monsters versus iPad Monsters; Playing Continue reading
RMSYL 39: Le Pont Mirabeau by Guillaume Apollinaire (read by Anouche...
The machine, the industry that is culture works predominantly with and in the now. The official ethos is a warm, mindfully glowing Be Here Now. But what that really translates into is BUY THIS NOW!. Fair enough. Literature is a Continue reading
RMSYL 35: Meditation XVII by John Donne (read by Rogan Wolf)
I sometimes wonder what it must have been like during The Depression trundling around with the Lomaxes, father and son, through Memphis and the deep South, making field recordings out of their car window of those bards of the barrelhouse Continue...
The Spur of the Moment Stroll and Passers-by by Franz Kafka (read by...
Happy birthday, Franz. I’m not sure if it’s a birthday present you would have ever wanted, but did you know that you’re all set to be included in the update of the Bible of Psychological Pathologies (the Diagnostic and Statistical Continue reading
Tender Is The Night by F.Scott Fitzgerald (read by Wayne Gooderham)
I’m always impressed by Big Readers. Not as in girth, though that’s impressive too. No, I’m talking about those people who devour books the ways you and I fritter away time on social media sites for example [insert semi-ironic winking Continue reading
‘Winter Wood’ and ‘Intellectual Gathering’ by Kenneth White (read by...
You dont need another self-help book (apart from this one, perhaps?). Its good to know though that you, me, Sarah Salway and David Foster Wallace still buy them. (I only include DFW as a sanctioning-device. If DFW digs something, doesnt Continue...
The History of England by Jane Austen (read by Janina Matthewson)
You can learn everything and nothing about a person by the virtual breadcrumbs they scatter across the internet that lead you and the Google bot towards them. Before meeting Janina Matthewson I already knew that she was damn funny and Continue reading
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More informationRead Me Something You Love is an online project. But it is also, hopefully, an offline experience.
There is perhaps nothing as moving and transcendent as having someone read to you something that they truly and utterly love. The atavistic thrill of this activity may (as many atavistic thrills) stem from childhood where a parent, grandparent, or favourite aunt or uncle read to us something that they probably adored when they were young.