Helena Bonham Carter Reads Danusha Laméris' Small Kindnesses | 365 Poems for Life by Allie Esiri

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  • Опубліковано 10 лис 2024

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  • @howardjack1103
    @howardjack1103 11 місяців тому +77

    read by a wonderful person in just the right intonation and tempo to give this poem it's true feeling

  • @blinnhill
    @blinnhill 9 місяців тому +34

    I could listen to this woman's voice forever!

  • @sofiadaniele9842
    @sofiadaniele9842 7 місяців тому +11

    Have you ever considered recording yourself reading a whole book of poetry on UA-cam or to sell it? Or what if it existed a Netflix of poetry?! That would be marvelous and exciting to watch and listen

  • @Crystal_Seeker71
    @Crystal_Seeker71 9 місяців тому +10

    Helena is masterful at reading these poems I love her.

  • @rossnaaasiraan
    @rossnaaasiraan 8 місяців тому +4

    i love her

  • @georgina3358
    @georgina3358 11 місяців тому +4

    Beautifully read

  • @peach7210
    @peach7210 8 місяців тому +4

    I want her to read my eulogy. 🥰

  • @elsiebert2273
    @elsiebert2273 6 місяців тому +1

    Helena, I like how you read this poem.

  • @Nessa-vs28
    @Nessa-vs28 8 місяців тому +4

    Wonderful reading!!! So far from tribe and fire...well, yes. There is so much truth in that poem

    • @karrinwilley8079
      @karrinwilley8079 Місяць тому

      That line hooked me immediately & caused me to wonder if this was the missing piece in our lives today ??

  • @Gregory-q4j
    @Gregory-q4j 10 місяців тому +2

    So wonderful!

  • @LorraineKonoso
    @LorraineKonoso 11 місяців тому +1

    Beautiful ❤

  • @tergelegi
    @tergelegi 11 місяців тому +2

    wooow very wonderful poem 🔥🔥🔥🔥

  • @luciamorra6324
    @luciamorra6324 9 місяців тому

    Me encanta escucharte 😊

  • @thomasbestolofsson9328
    @thomasbestolofsson9328 10 місяців тому

    Lovely!

  • @josephmessner5312
    @josephmessner5312 6 місяців тому +17

    Small Kindnesses
    By Danusha Laméris
    I’ve been thinking about the way, when you walk
    down a crowded aisle, people pull in their legs
    to let you by. Or how strangers still say “bless you”
    when someone sneezes, a leftover
    from the Bubonic plague. “Don’t die,” we are saying.
    And sometimes, when you spill lemons
    from your grocery bag, someone else will help you
    pick them up. Mostly, we don’t want to harm each other.
    We want to be handed our cup of coffee hot,
    and to say thank you to the person handing it. To smile
    at them and for them to smile back. For the waitress
    to call us honey when she sets down the bowl of clam chowder,
    and for the driver in the red pick-up truck to let us pass.
    We have so little of each other, now. So far
    from tribe and fire. Only these brief moments of exchange.
    What if they are the true dwelling of the holy, these
    fleeting temples we make together when we say, “Here,
    have my seat,” “Go ahead - you first,” “I like your hat.”

  • @palmtreepanic
    @palmtreepanic 6 місяців тому

    I love this

  • @eileenevermore5553
    @eileenevermore5553 9 місяців тому

    THANKS! Love her, love the poem, and most of all, l love you. I hear you are taking good care of your boy. Wishing you great success with this special treatment! To that end, I'm sending powerful juju through the quantum field 🎉❤🙏Namaste 😊

  • @terry63lee
    @terry63lee 7 місяців тому +1

    when i first heard morgan scorpion doing her readings, i thought that she was helena bonham carter. it was a somewhat strange experience.

  • @gaiacommunications
    @gaiacommunications Місяць тому

    🫀