Donall reading in the Chester room at Keats House which of course was not there when he was alive and we would have been standing in his front garden. The room was built by an actress who was officially the storyteller to the King when he...cough...cough...couldn't sleep. Oh yeah? Nevertheless the room and the sense of the poet is wonderful. Anytime I read there my soul aches and a drowsy numbness fills my soul.
I really liked the rhythmic flow of Simple as Snow.
Ladyhawke4110 2 months ago