Poetry Reading: Ted Kooser

49 thoughts on “Poetry Reading: Ted Kooser

  1. Video quality is quite surprising. Feels like watching a video taken around the time JF kennedy was alive.

  2. Lobocraspis griseifusa by Ted Kooser ~ DELIGHTS & SHADOWS
    This is the tiny moth who lives on tears,
    who drinks like a deer at the gleaming pool
    at the edge of the sleeper's eye, the touch
    of its mouth as light as a cloud's reflection.

    In your dream, a moonlit figure appears
    at your bedside and touches your face.
    He asks if he might share the poor bread
    of your sorrow. You show him the table.

    The two of you talk long into the night,
    but by morning the words are forgotten.
    You awaken serene, in a sunny room,
    rubbing the dust of his wings from your eyes.

  3. I have to like him.  

    2:51  Listen to the poem: Selecting a Reader  
    Ted Kooser
    First, I would have her be beautiful,
    and walking carefully up on my poetry
    at the loneliest moment of an afternoon,
    her hair still damp at the neck
    from washing it. She should be wearing
    a raincoat, an old one, dirty
    from not having money enough for the cleaners.
    She will take out her glasses, and there
    in the bookstore, she will thumb
    over my poems, then put the book back
    up on its shelf. She will say to herself,
    "For that kind of money, I can get
    my raincoat cleaned." And she will.

  4. You are the worst poet I have ever listen to, you can't write and you cannot re-sight.. your boring , stiff, unsettling , and a bragger. not even funny. my goodness what a disgrace as a" suppose" to be poet.. turn in your badge but first take the stick out of your ass.

  5. Not to diss on the guy, because I write myself but….Arthur Rimbaud….and Charles Bukowski….didn't have have Laureate Certificates….and did not wear suites…..

  6. I thought this guy went away some where until a gentlemen acted on my comment regarding Koozer that I placed on this site .. my curiosity did get the best of me , so with that I came back to maybe give a second chance.. sorry same result TERRIBILE.. I would go on but you can read my other comments here.. so with that all I can really say is ..I would like to feed this guy to Bukowski for a very small snake… as it would be just that a very small snack indeed…

  7. Koozer was essentially unnoticed for the first many decades of his career. He worked a day job and persisted in his writing with a very limited audience, if any. Most of these poems were written before he had any significant recognition. While I understand the intent of your comment–and in many contexts would agree with it–you may've missed it, it seems to me, with Koozer. It's hard for me to imagine a less arrogant poet laureate–or a less arrogant poet, for that matter.

  8. (2) What doesn't seem constructive is the need to belittle what poetic energies are still present in the 21st century.

  9. Poetry does not have a very wide modern audience. The fact that anyone is listening to this at all is borderline miraculous considering how modern society generally views poetry and how it is chronically slaughtered in public educational systems. What baffles me is that there is so much chronic, vapid negativity in the comment sections on readings like this. Don't like the poetry? Great – don't listen to it. Don't like the poet? Fine – whatever suites you.

  10. Of course its me ..oh I am the best ..for I am the poet Laureate..now let me tell you a story about me ,because it is all about me..for I am the poet Laureate..did I show you my many diploma's..all bow now before the poet Laureat …..you can not really be for real with these shallow and short readings….if you have to explain your words in a poem you missed the target by about 10 miles …sorry for this just could not resist the arogant attutude on this guy along with his so called poetry….

  11. This is the perfect example of the ego taking over the original idea ..for in the end the poet is now the slave to his own ego. no longer free he now writes from the point of acceptence.for it is the same thing that is keeping you alive that is killing you ..somewhere with in the journey I lost myself along the way.. to bring this to a total conclution…I have met the enemy only to discover it is I……

  12. Just uploaded a poetry reading of our own, a new poet finding his voice with some strong words. Check it out and let us know what you think

  13. Check out the poetry from my first youtube video in a series of thirty poems from my artist web site and give your evaluations. Put in psychotic episode 107 in the youtube search box then go to the web site at the end. It's about incorporating poems into the actual artwork to read as you view the paintings. Let me know what you think, spread the site! Thanks!

  14. Finally, I pity those who have neither the insight nor patience to gain something from readings like this. Why not go watch a music video instead? Some comments judge the very selection of a poet laureate. Yet, I want to wonder . . . where are their own laurels?

  15. As for those who just see an old man, with disdain for his age and unique wisdom, well. . .one day, if you're lucky, you'll be old and may have gained some well-earned wisdom of your own. In some worlds, people respect elder wisdom and do not expect nor desire every human manifestation to be young, dramatically flashy, hip, or without human flaws.

  16. I suppose the calls for “more passion” display a need for stimulation in short bursts of attention-grabbing soundbites, something to which we're all subjected today by a world that increasingly mostly wants to sell us something. He's not selling anything. He's observing and sharing by showing.

  17. I'm also concerned that people don't seem to have the patience to listen to the keenly observed world of ordinary people and objects Mr. Kooser's poetry is about, since that is the very world we all do live in, no matter where we are. But perhaps they are simply from other hurried worlds where there's no time for keen observation or appreciation of wry subtleties.

  18. I pity those who can't hear the poetry for the lip-smacking. I suppose they've never had anything go wrong with their own bodies. How else does intolerance arise? I've listened to people who've had strokes, people with accents, people with speech impediments. I never considered it my right to be rude about those persons' difficulties with speech. Instead, I made the effort to hear what they had to say. That's the humane response. (I have also been a teacher of speech communication).

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