Do you read your poetry in a certain way? Do you find yourself reading in a sort of sing-song rhythm, or does it bop along in a jazzy spoken word style?
Weekend America offers this rather humorous, somewhat mocking story on the cadence of various poets, from Yeats to Giovanni, and everyone in between.
I can't tell if we poets are being mocked or given a careful examination of our inflected styles. I think it's a good story because it does both. And, is poet-speak a form of art?
Here's the audio: The Sing-Song Rhythm of Poet Speak
And a link to the text.