I’m not normally into this stuff. Very often, orally recited poetry makes me uncomfortable. But this is pretty amazing. Climax at 2:17
I’ve often wondered this.
More lately, as I’ve attempted to learn a new language, while also helping a non-native speak English. Language is one of those things that becomes stranger the more you think about it; i.e. try saying a familiar word out loud more than a few consecutive times. A simple, often spoken word begins to sound strange and foreign when repeated.
It’s fascinating to me how languages can sound so rhythmically different from one another. French carries a vastly different tune from English, English from Spanish, so forth. Kind of mind boggling?
At this very moment in time, If I could be anywhere in the world right now, I think I’d be here …
Maybe it’s time I trap my distractions
A few photos from my weekend! Chilifest in Monroe called for 11AM bloodies, beer-chugging contests, pie-eating, and general high quality fun spent with friends enjoying perfect crisp and sunny fall weather. I love October…