Sharing things
Sharing things
Sharing things bonus: Doors
So that was season 6. Thank you to all our guests for sharing much more than just your objects with us. Also big love to Hannah, our conversational guide, thoughtful host and gentle questioner, we'll miss you.
Sharing things will return in 2023.
In the meantime, it's winter graduation here at the University of Edinburgh and Sharing things friend and season 1 guest, Catherine Wilson Garry has written a poem for our graduating students, and we wanted to share. Thank you for listening. And if you're stuck over the festive season, check out the Sharing things back catalogue. It's full of audio treats.
Graphic images designed by Chris Behr. They are part of his Nice Things icon set.
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SUMMARY KEYWORDS
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SPEAKERS
Catherine, Sonia Mullineux (host)
Sonia Mullineux (host) 00:06
So that was season 6. Thank you to all our guests for sharing much more than just your objects with us. Also big love to Hannah, our conversational guide, thoughtful host and gentle questioner, we'll miss you. Sharing things will return in 2023. In the meantime, it's winter graduation here at the University of Edinburgh. And Sharing things friend and season 1 guest, Catherine Wilson Garry has written a poem for our graduating students, and we wanted to share. Thank you for listening, and if you're stuck over the festive season, check out the Sharing things back catalogue. It's full of audio treats.
Catherine 00:53
My name is Catherine Wilson Garry and I'm a poet and a writer and I'm also a graduate of the University of Edinburgh. And this is my poem doors.
Catherine 01:04
Not all doors are as humble as wood. They can be made with ink and paper; late nights and stronger coffee; a password and a webcam; another hand holding yours in the place it is meant to be. A door can be a book: a tree finding itself again. A door can be a phone call, or a party or a really good cry. It’s surprising what one day can unlock. At night, joy will creep its fingers under the threshold if you let it. Those you love will post you letters from the other side of the world. What you find when you open it is yours. So here’s to your doors, whether they started with a new tab or a moving box, it was your hands that opened them.