|Andrea Dopaso, Concept Artist|
Recording this strange poem helped open it up to me, and in the course of three takes, I gave
myself over to its unbreakable sing-song rhythm, wild animal calls and streaky painted colors speckled with stars. Feeling like I had tripped into the fevered mindset of an unnamed hero or heroine stalking fierce romance in a fiercer land, I inhabited a mood of goofball abandon rarely
encountered in polite 19th century British verse.
No matter - between the famished jackals, the shadows on the mangroves and the trembling over-stretched agitation of pure desire, the narrator is giddy and having a splendid time - "This is the loveliest evening of my Life!"
You can fight the poem or go with it - if you choose to go, it'ls really just a fun rocket ride of love from a red planet to the silver stars and back - and what could be lovelier than that?
"Ojira, to Her Lover" is recorded in the fourth section of India's Love Lyrics and may be listened to here. This is a sneak preview, and will not be available on Librivox until the entire book has been recorded.