Podcast

Evelyn is an actor, teacher, mother, wife & lover of life currently based in Coventry.

Version with subtitles below:

Darren Pritchard

Loraine Masiya Mponela

Fatou Kiné

Titilayo Adebayo

Evelyn Duah

Extract:

"Surviving" by Maya Angelou

Where the winds of disappointment
dash my dream house to the ground
and anger, octopus-like, wraps its tentacles around my soul
I just stop myself. I stop in my tracks
and look for one thing that can
help me.
I find in my memory
one child's face
any child's face
looking at a desired toy
with sweet surprise
a child's face
with hopeful expectation in his eyes

The second I realize I am gazing at a face
sweet with youth and innocence, I am drawn away
from gloom and despair, and into the pleasing climate
of hope.

Each time my search for true love
leads me to the gates of hell
where Satan waits with open arms
I imagine the laughter of women friends,
their sounds tinkle like wind charms
urged by a searching breeze
I remember the sturdy guffaw of happy men and
my feet, without haste, and with purpose
move past the threatening open gates
to an area, secure from the evil of heartbreak

I am a builder
Sometimes I have built well, but often
I have built without researching the ground
upon which I put my building
I raised a beautiful house
and I live in it for a year
Then it slowly drifted away with the tides
for I had laid the foundation
upon shifting sand

Another time I erected a
mansion, the windows shining
like mirrors
and the walls were hung
with rich tapestry, but
the earth shook with a
slight tremor, and the walls gave way, the floors opened
and my castle fell into pieces around my feet

The emotional sway of events and the impermanence
of construction echo the ways of dying love.

I have found that the platonic affection
in friendships and the familial
love for children can be relied upon
with certainty to lift the bruised soul
and repair the wounded spirit
and I am finished with
erotic romance...

Until...

'Home with you' by FKA Twigs

I'm so wired for it, seen it, tried it
I'd die for you on my terms
When I get my lessons learned
Apples, cherries, pain
Breathe in, breathe out, pain
No, no, novocaine
Still maintain my grace
How come?
The more you have, the more that people want from you
More you burn away, the more the people earn from you
More you pull away, the more that they depend on you
I've never seen a hero like me in a sci-fi
So I wonder if your needs are even meant for me
I wonder if you think that I could ever raise you up
I wonder if you think that I could ever help you fly
Never seen a hero like me in a sci-fi
But I'd save a life if I thought it belonged to you
Mary Magdalene would never let her loved ones down
I didn't know that you were lonely
If you'd have just told me, I'd be home with you
I didn't know that you were lonely
If you'd have just told me, I'd be running down the hills to you

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