The Burned House
A recitation of Margaret Atwood's 1995 poem, "The Burned House" for UCD's Creating Digital Media class. Morning in the Burned House In the burned house I am eating breakfast.You understand: there is no house, there is no breakfast,yet here I am.The spoon which was melted scrapes against the bowl which was melted also.No one else is around.Where have they gone to, brother and sister,mother and father? Off along the shore,perhaps. Their clothes are still on the hangers,their dishes piled beside th...
Oct 11, 2013•2 min