John Green Reads Poetry
So many poems to listen to!
Hey, there’s a missing poem!
Hi! This website is an ongoing labor of love inspired by John’s self-proclaimed love of poetry ¹ and the mission of Ours Poetica.²
We’re working very hard combing through the vast amounts of online content John and Hank have created ³ — and continue to create! — to find every instance of John reading poetry.⁴ Most of these were short poems that used to appear as an opening segment in the Dear Hank & John pod.⁵
Check out our growing list of missing or lost poetry-related John Green media:
We have a long way to go, and are using the posts’ dates as a way to organize everything chronologically with relevant tags to make everything extra useable!
So if you have a suggestion of something we missed or would like to share a piece of poetry-related media you’ve found…
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- This is also a recurring riff in many of the opening segments of Dear Hank & John
- A lovely play on the Latin phrase Ars Poetica (“The Art of Poetry”)
- Examples: 1 | 2
- And, occasionally, someone else, such as his wife, his brother, or a poem inspired by one of Hank’s rants. Admittedly, some things are qualified as ‘poems’ rather loosely — John has read lyrics, and other nontraditional items as poetry, and that’s a wonderful thing!
Because poetry is, always, what we make it. - And are still missed by Nerdfighters everywhere!
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Dear Hank & John
Or as he likes to call it: “Dear John & Hank”
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Tag: 2013
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See also: “If We Must Die” by Claude McKay – John Green Reads Poetry crashcourse | The Roaring 20’s (Crash Course US History #32) If we must die, let it not be like hogsHunted and penned in an inglorious spot,While round us bark the mad and hungry dogs,Making their mock at our accursèd lot. Like…
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vlogbrothers | Poetry Makes Nothing Happen: Thoughts on Ai Weiwei from the Indianapolis Museum of Art For poetry makes nothing happen: A way of happening, a mouth.
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vlogbrothers | A Poem for Spring a woman:‘O yes, I’m here again and your heartknows I was coming.’
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vlogbrothers | A Poem for Spring hope of man as wellFlowers among the morning dews.
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A.k.a. Thomas H. Johnson edition (1955): Poem #812; R. W. Franklin edition (1998): Poem #891 vlogbrothers | A Poem for Spring A Light exists in SpringNot present on the YearAt any other period —
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vlogbrothers | A Poem for Spring
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From Love’s Labors Lost vlogbrothers | A Poem for Spring When daisies pied and violets blueAnd lady-smocks all silver-white
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vlogbrothers | A Poem for Spring O THOU with dewy locks, who lookest downThrough the clear windows of the morning,
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