2023-12-12
39 分钟A return to favorite subject matter, here's an episode to ring in the Holidays. Joe shares a poem he wrote about trees and reads 'The Fir Tree' by Hans Christian Andersen. Plenty more as well. Subscribe on Patreon to get episodes early and to access 8 Hour Max-Drift Versions and upcoming extended interviews. Plus, we depend on listener support since there are no ads: https://patreon.com/DriftingOffwithJoePera Guest Composed by Mary Lattimore. https://marylattimoreharpist.bandcamp.com/ Guest Appearance by Whitmer Thomas. https://www.instagram.com/whitmerthomas/?hl=en Editing and Sound Design by Ryan Dann. Produced by Grant Farsi for Chestnut Walnut. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
Hello, Are you under the blankets or in a good chair?
Are your decorations up, even if it's just a tchotchke from the drugstore or snow globe you received from your first wife?
Before I came downstairs to record, I gave my tree a drink.
I got it last week and I'm happy to tell you that it's holding its needles very well.
After we finish, I'm going to go upstairs and sit next to it for a bit before I go to bed myself.
Have a chocolate covered pretzel and try not to think about where my tax dollars are going.
I feel we'll both be pretty tired after this one because I have some Christmas tree literature to share with you.
One piece by me, the other a Christmas tree classic that I think will make for a potent combination to help you doze off.
Not to mention this beautiful harp music by the wonderful Mary Lattimore.
I was clearing some old hard drives to make space for new cookie photos and came across this poem in my notes for the holiday special I made in 2016 about how to pick out the perfect Christmas tree.
It's not good.
That's exactly why amateur poetry is worth sharing.
The most famous celebrity in Rockefeller Center.
Bigger than even Jim Fallon.
A tradition.
Something new.
Christmas trees are a lot of things.
They are trees.
They are symbols.
The only time you get to have a tree in your home beacon for family, shaped like a missile, something to complement, sit under nap next to they are a symbol of immortality to both ancient Romans and Chinese.