Ben is magnificent

“He was my life. He was my happ—”

There are certainly other things I’d like to have a go at one day.I’d like to have a go at directing. Or maybe I’ll go back to painting. Or maybe thinking about those things is just my way of protecting myself if it all goes wrong.

Ben Whishaw reading two poems by Pablo Neruda, “Ode to the Sea” and “Love Sonnet LXXVII.”

Death is only the stone of oblivion. I love you. Into your mouth I kiss happiness. Let’s gather firewood. Let’s light a fire on the mountain.

(My edit from the Poetica podcast “Tides.”)

Ben Whishaw reading “Annabel Lee” by Edgar Allan Poe. I’ve never heard the strange, tender, spooky heart of it quite so clearly.

(My audio edit from the Poetica podcast, “Tides.”)

Ben Whishaw reading poems about the sea. I am drowning.

‘One Day I wrote her name upon the strand’ by Edmund Spenser

‘Ode To The Sea’ (extract) by Pablo Neruda

‘Dover Beach’ by Matthew Arnold

‘The Inspector of Tides’ by Michael Dransfield

‘Annabel Lee’ by Edgar Allan Poe

‘Love sonnet LXXVIII’ by Pablo Neruda

(From the Poetica podcast, “Tides.”)

I love miffed!Q.

Baby 

To Autumn - John Keats

Read by: Ben Whishaw

Ben Whishaw talks about growing to love his character

(for bel keats:)