Persona Non Grata

I just started a new project, recording an audiobook for a beginning author. I've finished the first chapter already, and more are coming soon. Head over to the website below and take a look!

Persona Non Grata

Download and listen to the first chapter, and let me know what you think. As always, constructive comments welcomed.

Edit: The link changed, it should work now.

Retort by Paul Laurence Dunbar

Here's another post to librivox, this one was part of the poem of the week.

You can find all the recordings here: http://librivox.org/retort-by-paul-laurence-dunbar

And here is my 'unbranded' recording: http://www.box.net/shared/bi75pfecet


Full text of the poem


Retort

THOU art a fool," said my head to my heart,
"Indeed, the greatest of fools thou art,
To be led astray by trick of a tress,
By a smiling face or a ribbon smart;"
And my heart was in sore distress.

Then Phyllis came by, and her face was fair,
The light gleamed soft on her raven hair;
And her lips were blooming a rosy red.
Then my heart spoke out with a right bold air:
"Thou art worse than a fool, O head!"

Paul Laurence Dunbar

Ozymandias by Percy Bysshe Shelley

So I did my first upload to librivox! You can find it in the short poetry collection 82 here:

http://librivox.org/forum/viewtopic.php?t=20570

You can also download the "unbranded" file directly from here:

http://www.box.net/shared/7c3hj7x8qf

All constructive criticism and feedback very welcome, let me know what you think!

Full text of the poem:

OZYMANDIAS

I met a traveller from an antique land

Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone

Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,

Half sunk, a shatter'd visage lies, whose frown

And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command

Tell that its sculptor well those passions read

Which yet survive, stamp'd on these lifeless things,

The hand that mock'd them and the heart that fed.

And on the pedestal these words appear:

"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:

Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"

Nothing beside remains. Round the decay

Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,

The lone and level sands stretch far away.