A rich heiress pretending to be in love with her guardian, but with several other suitors. A jealous merchant from Spain with a beautiful but cloistered daughter. A Busy Body who tries to know everybody else’s business. Conniving servants. Plot elements stolen — and improved — from Moliere, Johnson, and Dryden. Definitely comedy, and written by a very successful woman playwright. (Summary from Todd H W for LibriVox)
I played Isabinda in this production, the beautiful but cloistered daughter ready for marriage proposals. Download or listen to the play at Internet Archive.
From Lewis Carroll’s Jabberwocky to limericks written by Edward Lear, some of the crankiest, most logical and lyrical people turn common sense upside-down. May they inspire the child inside of you to find your way through the most challenging situations with a new set of eyes!
Josephine Dodge Daskam, aka Josephine Daskam Bacon, selected these nonsense verses with the permission of their authors Lewis Carroll, Edward Lear, W.S. Gilbert, Guy Wetmore Carryl, Charles E. Carryl, Oliver Herford, Gelett Burgess, George du Maurier, and Rudyard Kipling.
Such a beautiful collection of Willa Cather’s poems. I enjoy how she expresses the appearance of landscapes and the feelings of difficult emotions.
This was one of her several efforts to publish these poems. First, she submitted many of them to magazines. Then she published some in her first book in 1903, which she titled simply, “April Twilights”. This 1923 collection was the second edition. She followed it with a third edition ten years later*.
I had the honor of performing the first poem “Grandmither, Think Not I Forget”, which I understand was one of her favorites. She wrote the finished verse in her first draft; she never saw any need to edit it*.
As I recorded the first two chapters of this book, I felt grabbed by its paranormal theme. I appreciate the boldness of the main character as she learns to honor the relationship that she develops with the previous owner of her Sussex farm — who is deceased. It made me ponder my own openness to interacting with people who are no longer “here”.