I enjoy the poem read in silence. Turning the audio version on is too haltingly distracting for me. It sounds like some form of AI-generated, vocal discord. I much prefer David Whyte reading his own poetry.
Thank you for this beautiful feeling - in - words. It brought my mind to memories of the many bells I've heard throughout Europe which ground me in my travels and that I sorely long for when I return.
I am there, with the bell ringer. In my whole body. Transported. Thank you.
Thank you for this beautifully painted portrait of a ringer.
God I love this, thank you x
I enjoy the poem read in silence. Turning the audio version on is too haltingly distracting for me. It sounds like some form of AI-generated, vocal discord. I much prefer David Whyte reading his own poetry.
Thank you for this beautiful feeling - in - words. It brought my mind to memories of the many bells I've heard throughout Europe which ground me in my travels and that I sorely long for when I return.