In this challenge we had to study an audio rendition of a a foreign language poem and try to replicate its tone and mood . I used a poem written in Czech by Miroslav Holub.
Fog surrounds me
scowling, smothering and dense
stifling, suspended haze over space,
then suddenly, it lifts, it dawns on me!
of what I’ve seen and heard everyday.
Flashing, racing, sprinting, mounting-
memories, conversations, revelations
that we’ve shared.
They come together as the mist disappears.
This is what we’ve wanted all along.
A taste of freedom.