Friday, July 18, 2008

I went to Rome

...and brought back a poem.

Only thing is, the poem didn't come for about four months.

I was sitting on the beach about two weeks ago (on one of the few sunny days we've had), cloud-watching and got On Not Seeing Inside the Sistine Chapel from the combination of the clouds and remembering our visit to Roma in late February, and how we hadn't come at the right time of day on the Saturday to gain access to see the famous chapel.

You can hear me read the poem at the Qarrtsiluni site, apparently their first Irish accent (cringe). It's my second poem there - anyone interested in the other one, The Angel's Missing Wings, can check this link.

5 comments:

Kay said...

Ah, Barbara ... that was great! Loved hearing your voice / accent again and of course the poem is a gem.

Dick said...

Double praise! Loved the poem - and beautifully read too. Get over to qarrtsiluni now, folks...

Liz said...

Enjoyed the poem, Barbara. Nice story of how it came about : )

cheers

Jon M said...

Cool poem! Is that you reading it? Great to listen to!

BarbaraS said...

Thanks guys - so amazed by the reaction. It's been really interesting :)