Okay, so I’m rushing out the door again this morning, and since I plan on reading William Carlos Williams later today, I thought I’d butter you up with one last Mathew MacFadyen reading. This is the last one available as far as I can find. Apparently these were part of a DVD that I can no longer find anywhere, so if you do find it, please let me know.
The poem is as deceptively simple as “The Red Wheel Barrow.” And if you are looking for a poem prompt, those of you writing a poem a day this National Poetry Month, why not a note on the refrigerator, turned into verse?
David J. Bauman 
I think i am in love with being read to by Mathew. How can such a simple verse be so beautiful and profound. Thankyou.
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Yes, me too! He’s kinda dreamy. And yes, he does have a way, doesn’t he?
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This is lovely, thank you for posting this…
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Why, thank you for stopping in. I am happy you enjoyed it. I just love this kind of treatment of a poem; I cannot help but share it.
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My to-do list for after the end of NaPoWriMo:
1. Catch up on sleep
2. Revise all those new poems
3. Host marathon screenfest of Matthew McFadyen films
(Can you believe I haven’t even seen “Pride and Prejudice” yet?!?)
Looking forward to YOUR Williams, too.
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Amen on the sleep thing. And yes, that’s a good thing about the writing; I ended up with lots of rough drafts, and several were worth revising. I have not seen P and P yet either. Williams is up, but mine pales greatly in comparison to Mathews. Ah well.
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If you take requests, I have one that I memorized as a child. It’s called “When the Frost is on the Punkin”, by James Whitcomb Riley. Can you do colloquial? (Don’t know if I spelled that right). Your ear for poetry — its message, cadence, and rhythm, is great. I’m loving it.
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I have a few requests from friends, but I’ve assured them that I might not get to them for this poetry month. You are right, the colloquial language of Riley’s poem would be a challenge… maybe it’s something for me to ponder before winter? 🙂 I have some long term projects going on, and I’m not above this challenge, but I hope you are patient. 🙂
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My middle name is Louise, but I can do Patient. Ha. (sorry, I don’t know how to do icons). I should have realized you are getting requests. So just put it on the backburner and practice talking hokey. Being from Alabama, I can do that quite naturally, but my poetry orations lack a leeetle something.
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haha, thank you.I would want to look up the specifics of the accent and see if I can do it before I try.
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Oh, and all you need for a smile on here is that it is set in your settings to render things like a colon plus an end parenthesis will give you this 🙂
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David,
A bit late on responding but that’s how it goes sometimes 😀
I find these clips of Matthew MacFadyen very interesting in light of our recent discussions on other comment threads. This isn’t just about rhythm, inflection, pauses or even facial expression etc., it goes way beyond that in “interpretation” and I think they capture this poem very well. I love the start with the pits being pushed into the trash, as he turns it looks like he’s just finishing up chewing, wipes his mouth etc. all prior to a word being said. Then it’s all reading… but not really. I like how he reads it, pauses, looks up as if in thought, smiles and then goes back to writing about how good they tasted. To me, it’s brilliantly done. We almost forget that he’s doing a reading and feel like he’s writing it out right then. Perfect for this poem I think. Then at the end, pausing at the door, he looks up the stairs before heading out.
So, is this a “reading?” I don’t know but it’s a great interpretation of the poem… in my opinion 🙂
Very enjoyable. And once again it’s late so, I’ll have to wait to catch up on the rest of your blog.
Peace,
Stephen
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I am up early and moving fast, lol, but thanks for commenting. Yes, I thought much the same about this. I like it.
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