National Poetry Month was started the same year I was born. But, arguably I am more popular out of the two.
Enough joking. Dad and I decided this year to do some poetry reading recordings. This is much like what we did last year.
We picked poets from different eras and recorded us reading poems by the poets. This time we stuck to poets we had not ever done this for before.
We also did a few YouTube videos. mostly I did, actually. We did plenty of extras in both playlists below.
This year’s sound playlist is a bit longer than last year. Maybe we just really felt we needed to read poetry this April. I can’t explain it.
I am really happy with this playlist and the YouTube videos. I hope you are too. If you are not, (and even if you are) explain to me what exactly you did for poetry month that was so exciting. I don’t know what else to say.
This was filmed a couple days ago. It was so lovely. I would like to do it again. Anyway, here is me doing readings of poems by Christina Rossetti, Eleanor Farjeon, Jacob Nibenegasabe, and Ogden Nash.
And below the first video is a hilarious blooper from one of the Ogden Nash poems.
Listen to Black Swallowtail by Mary Oliver read by Micah on SoundCloud
Listen to I Am The One by Mary Oliver read by Micah on SoundCloud.
It is week two of poetry month and I present to you, finally another recording by Micah Bauman. Today, I am reading a poem by dear romantic poet Percy Bysshe Shelly.
An Exhortation by Percy Bysshe Shelley
Chameleons feed on light and air:
Poets’ food is love and fame:
If in this wide world of care
Poets could but find the same
With as little toil as they,
Would they ever change their hue
As the light chameleons do,
Suiting it to every ray
Twenty times a day?
Poets are on this cold earth,
As chameleons might be,
Hidden from their early birth
In a cave beneath the sea;
Where light is, chameleons change:
Where love is not, poets do:
Fame is love disguised: if few
Find either, never think it strange
That poets range.
Yet dare not stain with wealth or power
A poet’s free and heavenly mind:
If bright chameleons should devour
Any food but beams and wind,
They would grow as earthly soon
As their brother lizards are.
Children of a sunnier star,
Spirits from beyond the moon,
Oh, refuse the boon!
Click here to read my poetry reading of a poem by Aphra Behm. But before dad and I post more poetry recordings, check out last years playlist by clicking here. Or check out a few of my recordings below.
Today my students are a bit in between things. We are starting CMAS state testing next week and need a recharge after spring break (much like before it!!). Thus, we are beginning to dig into poetry. Many of my students are not inclined to write creatively and have had few connecting examples of how many […]
via National Poetry Month for Teacher and Students — Open Minded Teaching
Below is my first poetry reading of poetry month. Dad and I are going to be posting once a week these recordings by poets we have not read aloud before. Anyway, below is the first recording of mine, a poem by Aphra Behn.
P.S. There is a bird chirping in the background of this recording. He’s just singing along to the song.
Song by Apbra Behn
Oh love! that stronger art than Wine,
Pleasing Delusion, Witchery divine,
Wont to be priz’d above all Wealth,
Disease that has more Joys than Health;
Though we blaspheme thee in our Pain,
And of Tyranny complain,
We are all better’d by thy Reign.
What Reason never can bestow,
We to this useful Passion owe:
Love wakes the dull from sluggish ease,
And learns a Clown the Art to please:
Humbles the Vain, kindles the Cold,
Makes Misers free, and Cowards bold;
And teaches airy Fops to think.
When full brute Appetite is fed,
And choakd the Glutton lies and dead;
Thou new Spirits dost dispense,
And fine’st the gross Delights of Sense.
Virtue’s unconquerable Aid
That against Nature can persuade;
And makes a roving Mind retire
Within the Bounds of just Desire.
Chearer of Age, Youth’s kind Unrest,
And half the Heaven of the blest!