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Wdan Coyle
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Blind Willie Johnson sings Dark Was the Night
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Blind Willie Johnson sings Dark Was the Night
A reading of John Koethe's "English 206."
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A reading of John Koethe's "English 206."
A reading of John Koethe's "In Praise of Physical Forms."
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A reading of John Koethe's "In Praise of Physical Forms."
John Koethe reading "Analogies and Metaphors."
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John Koethe reading "Analogies and Metaphors."
A reading of John Koethe's "The Perfect Life."
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A reading of John Koethe's "The Perfect Life."
A reading of John Koethe's "From the Porch."
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A reading of John Koethe's "From the Porch."
A reading of John Koethe's "Sunday Evening."
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A reading of John Koethe's "Sunday Evening."
A reading of John Koethe's "The Pathetic Landscape."
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A reading of John Koethe's "The Pathetic Landscape."
A reading of Adrienne Rich's "Late Ghazal."
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A reading of Adrienne Rich's "Late Ghazal."
Adrienne Rich reading "What Kind of Times Are These?"
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Adrienne Rich reading "What Kind of Times Are These?"
Adrienne Rich reading "Diving Into the Wreck."
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Adrienne Rich reading "Diving Into the Wreck."
A reading of Adrienne Rich's "Blue Ghazals."
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A reading of Adrienne Rich's "Blue Ghazals."
A reading of Mark Strand's poem "What It Was."
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A reading of Mark Strand's poem "What It Was."
A reading from Mark Strand's "Dark Harbor (Canto 16)."
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A reading from Mark Strand's "Dark Harbor (Canto 16)."
Mark Strand reading his poem "The Idea."
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Mark Strand reading his poem "The Idea."
A reading of Mark Strand's "Where Are the Waters of Childhood?"
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A reading of Mark Strand's "Where Are the Waters of Childhood?"
A reading of Mark Strand's "Lines in Winter."
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A reading of Mark Strand's "Lines in Winter."
A reading of Donald Justice's "There Is a Gold Light in Certain Old Paintings."
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A reading of Donald Justice's "There Is a Gold Light in Certain Old Paintings."
A reading of Donald Justice's "Nostalgia of the Lakefronts."
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A reading of Donald Justice's "Nostalgia of the Lakefronts."
A reading of Donald Justice's "Homage to the Memory of Wallace Stevens."
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A reading of Donald Justice's "Homage to the Memory of Wallace Stevens."
A reading of A.R. Ammons "The Unifying Principle."
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A reading of A.R. Ammons "The Unifying Principle."
A reading of A.R. Ammons "Corsons Inlet"
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A reading of A.R. Ammons "Corsons Inlet"
A reading of A.R. Ammons "Gravelly Run."
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A reading of A.R. Ammons "Gravelly Run."
A reading of Elizabeth Bishop's poem "The Bight."
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A reading of Elizabeth Bishop's poem "The Bight."
A reading of Elizabeth Bishop's "Poem."
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A reading of Elizabeth Bishop's "Poem."
listening to this poem makes me gag. What tripe. and the reader speaks with the poetic voice making each word and line sound as if it were the most special and precious thing ever created. argh.
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Wow!
I loved this poem! Thanks for posting and reading it.
One of Stevens’ most moving poems, certainly. His dramatic cadence provides a clue in how to read some of his other pieces. You really have to hear him in your head as you read. I also believe that to understand Stevens you have to approach his poetry in the way that we learn to ride a bicycle: we fall off, at first, but we get back on, keep reading, fall off again, get back on, and in the course of time finally gain some semblance of balance in the vast landscape of his art.
Beautiful
The fact that Larkin is so beloved in his country says very much about the English. Under the veneer of cheerfulness is a well of pessimism. I have English friends, whom I like well enough, but I would be depressed to know what they actually think of this American. I actually think pessimism is ugly and cowardly. But why this is a better poem than an Oliver or Ashbery poem is some trick of delusion on the part of a Larkin fanatic. I do like a lot of his work, but prefer Auden. I am a poet myself, and don't think he put a lot of effort into his work. He was too busy being unhappy. To my way of thinking that is bad craft. Go on now, let me have it. I know this will anger someone.
For appreciation of Larkin I suggest reading “Somewhere Becoming Rain” by Clive James where he states, “The evidence suggests that Larkin’s poetry, from a standing start, gets to everyone capable of being got to.” A self-professed poet should be capable of being gotten to, you may have missed the standing start but you can still catch up. Don’t miss out.
I’ve chosen this poem for speech class. My favorite pen is Brown Penny, but I need between 250 and 300 words. Not as great as Brown Penny, but clearly Yeats.
Auden was a great poet. I love this poem.
Thank you.
A perfect poem. My favorite poem. When to the sessions of sweet silent thought, I recite this to myself.
Those last lines tore me open in the best possible way! Wowww! ❤❤❤
Thank you very much for sharing.I enjoy hearing Auden reading his poem.
The Greatest poem in the English language
Great voice and excellent reading of this marvel of a poem; thanks.
I'm so curious where you found the audio for this wonderful poem. It's one of my favorite Stafford poems, but I've never heard him read it himself until now! Thank you....
In a star, "Shall our blood shall our blood fail: Or shall it come to be the blood of paradise?"
Our chorus is preparing to sing John Corigliano's musical setting of this lovely poem. It is beautiful and so well suits the text. There are several performances on CZcams.
Thank you, Wdan Coyle.
"the physical body has its limits is what I heard, the imagination can break through them" ----- Jenny Xie
Hi, is from the Caedmon serirs of Dylan Thomas LPs, thanks for uploading? Cheers David
wow, thank you so much for making this little video excerpt from the longer reading!
England lives.
Ahh English lessons with Mr Gut Bennet - Kings Bruton
Hi Wdan, do you know where this recording comes from? I would like to re-use it. Thanks.
"Church Going" is arguably the most sublime "religious" poetry in English in the last half of the 20th century. I am not Anglo-American and I am Roman Catholic, but I find the poem, although pessimistic, very moving and beautiful.
Poetry out loud gang
Brilliant poem, and this reading is sublime.
@iansmith9125 Who are you to demand "Write a better one then say meh." Since when does holding opinion come with the price of out-performing. Since when do critics have to compete with those they criticize? Then let's apply your mini-mindedness to you. Before you write a comment trashing someone's opinion, you "Write a better one" about the so-called poem. This forum is to comment on the video, not to slash throats of other commenters. "Meh" is a kind summation of Larkin's twisted nonsense. My word for it is "Barf". Now, do you insist I barf on you before I can say this? To oblige you would be deserved.
I am saying that the comment is flippant & dismissive of a great piece of poetry. What do you mean by “twisted nonsense?”. You are, it seems as am I, a partial judge. If you don’t like the poetry, listen to something else. I will not stand by however, & let a beautiful verse & one of the most significant writers of the 20th century be damned with a shit espousal. Not even a word. The man was a genius & my injunction is: Have some ground from which to argue your point or fuck off 👍
@USERNAMEfieldempty What Larkin "gets just right" is the hopeless lostness of atheism. If you relate in the dismal dark angry blind negative terms you outline, ( "hopelessness, disappointment, elsewhereness, emptiness, disdain and despisement") it is because you don't belong to a religion, you don't participate in a living church. You are trapped in, and describing, the chambers of your mind, which the devil owns. When you go to church hungrily seeking God, then church holds a majesty and mystery, you feel God's Holy presence, the ambiance is awe. Returning to my church when empty, holds the same if not more magic, a reverent presence, my yearning for spiritual intimacy fills the pews, the place is serene and holy, no longer empty, I sit there in the midst of angels praying with me. Why are our realities so different, compete opposites? Because I want God and you do not. To assign any philosophical meaning to "Church Going" when the action Larkin admits is only walking into an empty building, is preposterously ignorant and obviously prideful. "Once I am sure there is nothing going on" there is no church. "Church" is the assembly of believers, not a building. The title should be Non-Church Going then he has reason to moan and groan in pessimism. Larkin is just another boring bullish pompous godless Brit of which there is no shortage.
I cannot adequately express my total opposition to your opinion & I assert that you are no judge of poetry. No judge of art. No judge of anything that does not fall through the great filter of your faith. Your god is your own. You have missed the point of this piece of writing entirely because you have no objectivity. Larkin wonders & posits what a building might be when it’s common use has ended. But do you not see that in the end, he acknowledges the lasting sanctity of the place? “A serious house on serious earth”. A pompous Brit though. By your expert opinion at least. I’m assuming you’ve read all of Larkin have you? For context? Andrew motion wrote a very fine biography as well if you ever feel the need to actually pick up a book. How dare you. How dare you say the things you have said. You are an embarrassment to yourself & have done no more than display your ignorance. You see this as some kind of slight against a holy place? You have not understood one word of it.
"Once I am sure there is nothing going on" there is no church. "Church" is the assembly of believers, not a building. The title should be Non-Church Going then he has reason to moan and groan in pessimism. Another boring bullish Brit.
I dont find it pessimistic. I do however find it serious and honest. Are you by any chance Evangelical American?
Interesting.
Good poem, I'm just to dumb to appreciate it
got here via Communards song
I love you Stephen Dunn. Even if.
Forever my favorite poem. ❤
awesome - thank you for posting
Amazing images…
Thank you Mr. Heaney RIP
No 883 in The New Oxford Book of English Verse😊 Verse 5 in anthology has "blue sky" instead of "sky blue" trades. Great poem goes from Wordsworth to Wallace Stevens!
No 857 in The New Oxford Book of English Verse😊 There are 2 extra verses in Section 3 than in my version.
He constantly re-edited I gather
So evocative and intimate. What a brilliant poet!
Hitchens bought me here
Appreciated this 👍
Captures the psychological damage done to the British people by the Great War. That line "..NEVER such innocence.." ... I can't hear it without pain and melancholy.
Written on the Wang river scroll ?
Shimmering
If you know you know
A real masterpiece.
Imagine what he could have written if he was sober. It might have been coherent.
Ngl artists make the best stuff when they're on something crazy, but nah afaik Dylan was sober while writing this... it's one of those fancy poems thats supposed to take careful examination to make sense... or u can just be like me and google the meaning :P