A little sound poem of mine for Valentine’s Day.


With apologies to Richard Brautigan from whom I stole the audio style of the piece.

The poem is a very old poem of mine and is very short. Embarrassingly, this makes it the only poem of mine I’ve learned by heart.

The voices were recorded in The Cave, at The Forest and features random people from the cafe. Gareth Warner helped with the recording.american_summer_2006_022