Naked on Cashmere
150 episodes - English - Latest episode: over 4 years ago - ★★★★★ - 523 ratings"You feel right to me," she said. "Like naked on cashmere."
Atticus presents a daily poetry reading of all his poems you know and love, and some you have yet to discover.
This is a moment to pause. A space for self-reflection. A chance for you to rediscover the poetry in life. We hope it’s going to feel really good — like naked on cashmere.
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“i carry your heart with me” by e e cummings
November 05, 2019 01:00 - 4 minutes - 11.4 MB"i carry your heart with me" by e e cummings i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) i am never without it (anywhere i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling) i fear no fate (for you are my fate,my sweet) i want no world (for beautiful you are my world,my true) and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root ...
We Collided By Mistake
November 04, 2019 01:00 - 10 minutes - 16.9 MBWe collided by mistake fate dancing in the rafters as I wandered the room until I saw you laughing to a friend and I closed my eyes so I could see the white swing the children laughing a thousand moments of happy and sad and old hands in old hands a life in a flash and there, in my open eyes— was you. Other Poems Read Today: "The Road Not Taken" by Robert Frost xx Atticus @atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com
The Simplest Truth
November 03, 2019 00:00 - 3 minutes - 9.94 MBThe simplest truth is that we fall in love with the way someone makes us feel or doesn’t and that’s pretty well the all of it. xx Atticus @atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com
“I Don’t Know When” by JmStorm
November 02, 2019 00:00 - 3 minutes - 10.4 MB“I Don’t Know When” by JmStorm i don’t know when i fell in love with you because I cannot point to a day or a week and say “here is it, this is when it happened”. i just can’t. it feels like it has always been in me and I finally found who it was for. FollowJmStorm @jmstormquotes xx Atticus @atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com
"I Am Sensitive” by Najwa Zebian
November 01, 2019 00:00 - 3 minutes - 10.3 MB"I Am Sensitive” by Najwa Zebian I am sensitive. It means that when I laugh, I laugh my heart out. And when I cry, the birds in the sky cry with me. When I see pain in your eyes, I feel it in my heart. My sensitivity makes me real. If you want me, know that I will not leave my sensitivity to be loved by anyone. Follow Najwa @najwazebian xx Atticus @atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com
“I Am Not Yours” by Sarah Teasdale
October 31, 2019 00:00 - 4 minutes - 10.9 MB“I Am Not Yours” by Sarah Teasdale I am not yours, not lost in you, Not lost, although I long to be Lost as a candle lit at noon, Lost as a snowflake in the sea. You love me, and I find you still A spirit beautiful and bright, Yet I am I, who long to be Lost as a light is lost in light. Oh plunge me deep in love - put out My senses, leave me deaf and blind, Swept by the tempest of your love, A taper in a rushing wind. xx Atticus @atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com
When I First Met You
October 30, 2019 00:00 - 3 minutes - 9.96 MBWhen I first met you I remembered you from a hundred different dreams and there you were for me to love all over again for the very first time. xx Atticus @atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com
“We Laid In Bed” by Christopher Poindexter
October 29, 2019 00:00 - 3 minutes - 10.7 MB“We Laid In Bed” by Christopher Poindexter We laid in bed and watched the clocks around us dance until time to us, was only the rise and fall of our ruptured heartbeats. We kissed and we kissed until we knew no other taste and we no longer understood the pattern of a day as we fell in love with the colors and the world between each other’s eyelids. Follow Christopher @christopherpoindexter xx Atticus @atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com
Lost
October 28, 2019 00:00 - 15 minutes - 21.3 MBWe lost ourselves eyes shut in a kiss our lips the thread that held us to the earth like a balloon while we floated in the cosmic cotton of space toes dipping in the pools of black cooling our bodies— until we awoke in wet wool in the rain of real the mists of morning soaking in a park so cold but warm with you and only the rain to remind us we were there at all. Other Poems Read Today: "I Wanna Be Yours" by John Cooper Clarke “Song" by Allen Ginsberg Thank you t...
It’s Not The Fear of Losing Them
October 27, 2019 00:00 - 3 minutes - 10 MBIt’s not the fear of losing them that scares us, it’s that we have given them so many of our pieces that we fear losing ourselves when they are gone. xx Atticus @atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com
“Remember” by Christina Rossetti
October 26, 2019 00:00 - 3 minutes - 10.7 MB“Remember” by Christina Rossetti Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay. Remember me when no more day by day You tell me of our future that you plann'd: Only remember me; you understand It will be late to counsel then or pray. Yet if you should forget me for a while And afterwards remember, do not grieve: For if the darkness and corruption leave A vestige of the thoughts...
“Her Heart Sank Into Her Shoes” by F. Scott Fitzgerald
October 24, 2019 00:00 - 3 minutes - 10.3 MB"Her Heart Sank Into Her Shoes” by F. Scott Fitzgerald Her heart sank into her shoes as she realized at last how much she wanted him. No matter what his past was, no matter what he had done. Which was not to say that she would ever let him know, but only that he moved her chemically more than anyone she had ever met, that all other men seemed pale beside him. xx Atticus @atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com
"Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep" by Mary Elizabeth Frye
October 22, 2019 00:00 - 3 minutes - 10.6 MBDo Not Stand at My Grave and Weep by Mary Elizabeth Frye Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there; I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow, I am the sun on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there; I did not die. xx Atticus @atticus...
She Took Stamps
October 21, 2019 00:00 - 17 minutes - 23.2 MBShe took stamps from the drawer in the kitchen her father saw but didn’t say they drove and she watched out the window fingering them carefully in her pocket together they climbed the grassy hill up to the acorn tree stopping at a rock perfectly carved with a woman’s name— for a long time and a careful time she looked and thought but never cried. “Papa?” she finally said, “How many stamps does it take to reach heaven?” “One will do, my love—“ And so, she put one stamp ...
Tell Me
October 20, 2019 00:00 - 2 minutes - 9.77 MBTell me, she said, about our house our children our garden about the lives we will have -- but he never could and it wasn't until she was gone that he understood that she never needed the house she only needed the dream. xx Atticus @atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com
“I Dreamed a Dream” by Walt Whitman
October 19, 2019 00:00 - 3 minutes - 10.3 MB"I dream’d in a dream, I saw a city invincible to the attacks of the whole of the rest of the earth; I dream’d that was the new City of Friends; Nothing was greater there than the quality of robust love—it led the rest; It was seen every hour in the actions of the men of that city, And in all their looks and words." - “I Dreamed a Dream” by Walt Whitman xx Atticus @atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com
He Was A Brother
October 18, 2019 00:00 - 2 minutes - 9.51 MBHe was a brother I never had, different than the others, and he carried in his eyes and on his arms the tattoos and scars of being famous young, he wore the face of a star but all I saw was a poet drowning in someone else’s dreams who wished only to sink into the quiet sea or fade into any painted wall of Brooklyn. xx Atticus @atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com
Somewhere Sitting On A Cloud
October 16, 2019 00:00 - 3 minutes - 9.91 MBSomewhere sitting on a cloud deep in the sky there is a secret list written by an angel that holds all the wonderful moments your life has yet to come. xx Atticus @atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com
“Dreams” by Langston Hughes
October 15, 2019 00:00 - 3 minutes - 9.9 MB"Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly. Hold Fast to dream For when dreams go Life is a barren field Frozen with snow." - “Dreams” by Langston Hughes xx Atticus @atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com
There Is An Island I Know
October 14, 2019 00:00 - 14 minutes - 20.8 MBThere is an island I know I shouldn’t even mention— it’s a fairy tale, you see where no one wears shoes and no one needs to— the houses are hobbit-like with grass on the roofs and the food is fresh from a nearby farm every morning the tea sits steeping on long wooden counters with toast and jams from local berries— the crickets always crick here and the birds call, the kind that make you stop and say, “Now that is a beautiful song”— the sun is hot without a cloud in the sky ...
She Wanted To Be Rich
October 13, 2019 00:00 - 2 minutes - 9.62 MBShe wanted to be rich and she looked good on a yacht but I wanted a girl that looked good by a campfire with freckles like sparks to stain the ashy sky. xx Atticus @atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com
Somewhere In The Great Landscape of Time
October 12, 2019 00:00 - 2 minutes - 9.62 MBSomewhere in the great landscape of time there is a garden growing the most beautiful rose that has ever been and that will ever be - you are that rose, forever to me. xx Atticus @atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com
I Have Noticed That All Wine
October 11, 2019 00:00 - 2 minutes - 9.72 MBI have noticed that all wine regardless of the cost or vintage tastes the same when sipped directly out of the bottle running naked to the beach under a full and summer moon. xx Atticus @atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com
The Trees Seemed to Breathe More at Night
October 07, 2019 00:00 - 13 minutes - 19.6 MBThe trees seemed to breathe more at night. There was a freshness in the air like the world was being born again. Steam billowed from the machine and danced up mixing with my breath. I rode on into the black, leaves scurrying from the tires, startled by this strange one-eyed beast. I always wanted to remember these moments, alone on the road the smell of wood-burning somewhere, and wet cut grass covered with tomorrow’s dew. Fast I’d ride, deep into the ghostly night, wind in my...
Have You Ever Smelled a Smell
October 05, 2019 00:00 - 2 minutes - 9.76 MBHave you ever smelled a smell that brings you instantly back to a moment from your youth? I always loved that feeling. I hope that’s what death is just sitting on clouds smelling old smells. xx Atticus @atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com
If I'm Honest
October 04, 2019 00:00 - 2 minutes - 9.56 MBIf I’m honest, very little in life has compared in immensity or magnitude before or since to the electric and wild feeling of the first time I kissed a girl. xx Atticus @atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com
You Wore a Smile and a Scar
October 03, 2019 00:00 - 2 minutes - 9.5 MBYou wore a smile and a scar in the front seat of an old Cadillac we were two kids chasing sunsets holding on to memories in moments— all the ways you were I wish I could’ve bottled it up that feeling drinking it now that you are gone. xx Atticus @atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com
I Wrote Madly In Youth
September 30, 2019 00:00 - 15 minutes - 21 MBI wrote madly in youth. I wrote because I had so much to see and so much to say. I had to share what I saw in the oranges of the desert nights, the way the drugs made my mind sting, and the pretty girls spun in the youth and dust -- this dream, everything we’d found, it was ours, and would be forever-- it was easy then, the pen and the paper were two cans on a string to the stars, and I wrote what they told me in all the colors they said-- but it’s different now, ...
I Want To Be With Someone
September 29, 2019 00:00 - 1 minute - 8.86 MBI want to be with someone who dreams of doing everything in life, and nothing on a rainy Sunday afternoon. xx Atticus @atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com
In The Mornings She Taught Me French
September 26, 2019 00:00 - 1 minute - 8.91 MBIn the mornings she taught me French and after breakfast she would paint and I would write and as the spring rain fell on the skylight and the tea steamed from its mugs my heart hummed to the music of the dream we’d found. xx Atticus @atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com
If I Had All The Treasure In The World
September 25, 2019 00:00 - 1 minute - 8.94 MBIf I had all the treasure in the world, I would follow my dreams, play with my children, and spend time with my wife.” “No,” said the old man. “If you followed your dreams, played with your children, and spent time with your wife, you would have all the treasure in the world. xx Atticus @atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com
It Took Me A Long Time to Realize
September 24, 2019 00:00 - 2 minutes - 9.14 MBIt took me a long time to realize that I am happiest not at the parties or the dinners or the shows but at home with you and just our books our movies and our tea. And wherever we go for now and forever we will bring this happy with us for home lives inside us now wherever together we go. xx Atticus @atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com
The Truth About Magic
September 23, 2019 00:00 - 13 minutes - 19.4 MBThe truth is—magic lives in all of us who choose to look for it. It lives in the morning in the springtime in Paris, it’s in the smell of the world after the rain, or a stormy afternoon in bed on a Sunday, it’s in warm sweaters and a lovers’ nook, it’s in those sad days that never end, and the happy days that end too soon. It’s in every spicy margarita or bathtub with rosé, it’s in good books and Spanish beaches, it’s the sun warming cheeks through the clouds, it’s in that quiet forest whe...
It Rained In Rome
September 21, 2019 00:00 - 2 minutes - 9.34 MB@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com
We've Moved On Now
September 20, 2019 00:00 - 2 minutes - 9.15 MB@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com
Sometimes It's The Ones We Only Meet in Moments
September 18, 2019 00:00 - 2 minutes - 9.28 MB@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com
We Drowned Out the Voices in Our Hearts
September 17, 2019 00:00 - 2 minutes - 9.23 MB@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com
Freckles and Magic
September 16, 2019 00:00 - 8 minutes - 15.1 MBShe was all freckles and magic, this girl that lived next door, pebbles on her window, and she was suddenly there, she took my hand, as the moon pinched at our skin and my heart beat fast as her warmth swallowed me up. It was back through the garden and the hole in the fence, along the path I’d made as a boy — knights in our stories — a thousand times I’d run this trail but not with her. On we ran into the silver-spotted black, quick-moving feet along the picket-patched-pat...
In Her Heart
September 15, 2019 00:00 - 1 minute - 8.8 MBToday's reading is from Atticus' now released third book of poetry, The Truth About Magic. @atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com Thank you to our sponsor Care/of for supporting Atticus and the production of this podcast. Got to www.takecareof.com and use promo code ATTICUS for 25% off your first order of customized vitamins.
I Want to Know Every Part of You
September 13, 2019 00:00 - 2 minutes - 9.41 MB@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com Thank you to our sponsor Care/of for supporting Atticus and the production of this podcast. Got to www.takecareof.com and use promo code ATTICUS for 25% off your first order of customized vitamins.
Watch Carefully
September 12, 2019 00:00 - 1 minute - 8.58 MB@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com Thank you to our sponsor Care/of for supporting Atticus and the production of this podcast. Got to www.takecareof.com and use promo code ATTICUS for 25% off your first order of customized vitamins.
Have You Ever Had a Feeling
September 11, 2019 00:00 - 1 minute - 8.86 MBToday's reading is from Atticus' now released third book of poetry, The Truth About Magic. @atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com Thank you to our sponsor Care/of for supporting Atticus and the production of this podcast. Got to www.takecareof.com and use promo code ATTICUS for 25% off your first order of customized vitamins.
We All Wear Masks
September 09, 2019 00:00 - 11 minutes - 17.9 MBWe all wear masks, some with makeup some with smiles some with wives or husbands cars or clothes we hide from the world and from ourselves we hide from our truths behind our eyes running always from our real but somewhere there where truth meets courage we are waiting to be found waiting to stand to the world masks down and say loudly and boldly this is us this is our truth this is everything real about me and when that day comes if it is true we will begin our lives again the way they were ...
Go Forth and Conquer
September 02, 2019 00:30 - 2 minutes - 9.38 MB@atticuspoetry https://atticuspoetry.com
I Let Her Go
September 02, 2019 00:25 - 2 minutes - 9.74 MB@atticuspoetry https://atticuspoetry.com
They Saw In Her
September 02, 2019 00:20 - 2 minutes - 9.5 MB@atticuspoetry https://atticuspoetry.com
I Love Those Laughs
September 02, 2019 00:10 - 2 minutes - 9.62 MBI love those laughs that come from deep within the kind that are catching to anyone close that make your stomach hurt and cry with tears of joy the kind that come when you least expect where the more you try to stop the harder it becomes and even when you think of them now you smile— For those are the laughs of real old human magic. xx Atticus @atticuspoetry
Rhythms
September 02, 2019 00:05 - 2 minutes - 9.77 MBThere we were making rhythms Jumping ahead of Earth’s own heartbeat Setting new times to our universe And we drank it in like warming wine We the children Running to deserts Pockets full of magic With whiskey spirits in our souls and our wings Us few the bold The brave trodden souls Tobacco stinging bright our gypsie eyes Kaleidoscopes reaching fingers through our minds To stir our colored dreams Our dusty hearts set aflame By setting stars and shooting suns And here the spark...
Love Her But Leave Her Wild (Original Version)
September 02, 2019 00:00 - 9 minutes - 16.2 MBThe boy ran quick as rain through grassy fields awake in dew in moon dipped steps a summers night through fireflies and sparkling stars a glass jar in hand little cloud breathes up to the open sky and there, so there at once, alone in that summer field, she flew a fairy shone bright as day and the stars once bright, dimmed back in crimson jealous of the way she shone she, the brightest bright he’d ever seen so bright she burned, for she loved him too and he took her gently...
Daily Poetry by Atticus Coming Soon
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