This is disappointing for me, as I am a big fan of some of Yvor Winters’ poetry. Just never heard him read before. In this one, he settles early on a cadence and ‘score’ for a stanza and repeats it over and over pretty much identically over nine stanzas of rhyming tetrameter. I suppose that’s the trouble with and danger in reading formal poetry – it’s very hard to avoid getting trapped by the iambs and rhymes and ending up with monotonous sing-song readings.
Sir Gawaine and the Green Knight by Yvor Winters, read by Yvor Winters
1 min 59 secs