I am happy. I thought that, having not heard back immediately from Seabiscuit, the chances were good that he never saw my recording because it might have been filtered to junk or spam on account of the file. I sent him a quick note yesterday afternoon letting him know he should check there if he did not see another message from me because I had sent him a file.
He listened to it almost immediately and responded back within 15 minutes.
“You are a siren and a poetess! And so good to hear the actual voice of the siren on the rocks. Perhaps good that I am tied to the mast here in the North Bay. … Lovely gift. I am honored and awed.”
It is a present of its own to have a poem, and the performance of a poem, so well received.