An Afternoon in July
Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
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(0 hr 33 min)
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An Afternoon in July - Read by AM | 1:58 | Gelesen von Maishwarya |
An Afternoon in July - Read by AN | 2:26 | Gelesen von Anna Mayworm |
An Afternoon in July - Read by BGH | 2:13 | Gelesen von Brett G. Hirsch |
An Afternoon in July - Read by BLD | 2:12 | Gelesen von Blaze Dragon |
An Afternoon in July - Read by EEP | 3:05 | Gelesen von Ernst Pattynama |
An Afternoon in July - Read by ELC | 2:47 | Gelesen von elisecandel |
An Afternoon in July - Read by FS | 2:15 | Gelesen von fshort |
An Afternoon in July - Read by GB | 2:24 | Gelesen von Garth Burton |
An Afternoon in July - Read by JCM | 2:32 | Gelesen von Jason Mills |
An Afternoon in July - Read by JCW | 2:31 | Gelesen von Jeremy Christopher Wadkins |
An Afternoon in July - Read by JM | 2:21 | Gelesen von Jannie Meisberger |
An Afternoon in July - Read by LLW | 2:34 | Gelesen von Leonard Wilson (1930-2024) |
An Afternoon in July - Read by MC | 2:04 | Gelesen von mlcui |
An Afternoon in July - Read by PS | 2:02 | Gelesen von Phil Schempf |
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An Afternoon in July





SQ
At first I was put off by this poem. It's theme was unspectacular and less than uplifting, both aspects of which, if present, would have significantly altered the message of the poem and how it was conveyed. Then after having listened halfway through the set I began noting certain parallels: sultry, languid, hot are all words occurring more than once. My ears perked up. The addition of Sun, day added nothing unexpected to the poem's subject matter and the duplicate flowers, trees could merely be environmental. But cheeks pillowed/crimson cheeks and hush(descriptive/imperative) appear more intentional. And most convincing were those pairs in bold proximity still, stirred. Yet I can't relate any pattern of these to the meaning of the poem. Perhaps the contrast between the concept of breeze, air, breath/breathing and acts done in vain. Or maybe it is meant to be read repetitiously like over a book's single page in a stupor of scorching heat.