It always did sting how he asked the raven questions about heaven and the only reply was nevermore. He was looking for any kind of conformation that Lenore was well and without pain in heaven and the raven had no such confirmation to give.
Last time I read it I was a freshman in high school and I had absolutely no idea of what it was about. Now hearing it I was so incredibly moved so thanks guys.
It really astounds me how much I missed out on meanings in high school. We sang Eric Whitacre's "A Boy and a Girl" in high school and the poetry simply flew over my head. I sang it in a community choir I'm in last year and wow the lyrics hit you really hard.
@@mimimarcus A man spends the night in, dozing off over old books to pass the time as he mourns the passing of his wife. He thinks he hears someone at the door, but there's no one there. He mutters her name, "Lenore?". He's alone, but refuses to accept it so he checks the window. A defiant raven flies into his house and lands on his statute of the goddess of knowledge that he has placed up high. He says "geez, you're bold. what's your name?" It replies "nevermore". He thinks to himself "wow, I must be the first person to encounter such an oddity." The raven keeps emphatically saying "nevermore", so the man assumes it was something the bird picked up from hearing a sad master say before but he'll probably leave soon. He pulls up a chair to stare at it, but quickly relaxes and feels the soft texture. It reminds him of Lenore, he can practically smell her perfume, so he yells "why can't I stop thinking of her?!". The raven says "nevermore". He says "uhhhhh!!! devil bird, is there hope for my broken heart?!" The raven says "nevermore". He says "please, you evil lil bird, just tell me I'll see Lenore when I make it to heaven. Tell me we'll reunite!" The raven says "nevermore". He says "go back to hell, raven. Stop breaking my heart". The raven says "nevermore". The man still sits under the shadow of the "raven". He'll be happy nevermore.
The most powerful part of this poem, from what I’ve noticed here, is that the speaker _knows_ what the answer will be. And he asks the questions he would want answers to be “yes” to, because, more than comfort, he wants to hurt himself. He wants to hear the Nevermore. He wants the raven to spite him. He could ask questions where Nevermore’d be kind, where the answer would give hope, but by the end he chooses all the questions where hearing it just hurts him and he asks them just to hear the worst conclusion he can think of. That’s grief.
I didn't think of that but it makes absolute sense. He knew the raven could only say "nevermore" and still asked the questions he asked, more like he was reassuring himself of what he already thought as true. That's rough.
Hank! It is a delight to see you here, but I did not expect to see you engage as enthusiastically as this in a channel about poetry. The short poem section of Dear Hank and John really changed my perspective on poetry, and helped me see the beauty in it where previously it mostly just confused me - I guess it did for you too! This is such a beautiful poem too, a harrowing and honest depiction of the never-ending nature of grief. Just when you think you're rid of it, some stupid trigger brings everything back - a song, a memory, a poem, a smell - and grief comes knocking at your door all over again. I love this poem, Hank. Thanks for reading it to me.
@lola holic ...There's a science poetry section in SciShow Tangents? I will listen to this immediately! I keep meaning to listen to SciShow because I love my science but I haven't gotten around to it. (Between the two of them, John and Hank produce so much content that while everything is exceptionally good quality, it's hard to pay attention to all of it.) Science Poetry sounds right up my ally. Thanks for the suggestion!
i haven’t read poe since middle school so i always dismissed this poem as some creepy dude seeing a creepy bird. when hank finally explained the poem is about grief it all hit me what this poem actually is. so, thank you
i like the little word-order mistakes, like when he says 'this is it' instead of 'this it is' or 'I said' instead of 'said I'.. have heard this happen in many renditions, and struggled myself with these archaisms when learning the poem by heart :D
viewing this in the context of grief makes a lot of sense. I was part of a horror production based on Poe's works, but even viewing the raven as a harbinger of death or retribution or even chaos doesn't fit as well as the original intent of the poem. Grief stays with you, perched on the symbol of war and hardship, even when you scream at it, even when you try to reason with it, even when you weep and allow yourself to feel it. It stays.
I think I only heard this poem as a small excerpt and I definitely never read it in full in English. But this was truly a delight. I feel like I have to relisten to it, sitting somewhere dark and quiet to get more into the mood.
I remember when he posted a reading of this on Tumblr a few years ago and that reading really helped me out with the rough time I was having. Even though it's the same poem this version reminded me of fifth grade and my teacher who had us read lots of Poe. Grief is a weird thing, the older I get the sadder this poem seems.
I never noticed before how you can hear the speaker going through the stages of grief. I think he stops at depression though, and doesn't quite make it to acceptance
I've never read this poem in full and never knew it was about grief. But here I am tearing up. Thank you for sharing this with us. (p.s. ... Did we hear a little bit of Hank's fake British accent at the beginning there?)
This was beautiful. I had read this poem in school and thought I knew it, but hearing the way Hank read it brought about so much new meaning for me. Thanks for sharing this!
I revisit this recitation of this poem every month and it makes me so happy to hear it every time. It's so beautifully read, thank you so much for this, Hank!
I haven't read this in so long, and now that I'm in the midst of my own deep grieving, it is more poignant than ever. "And my soul shall be lifted....nevermore."
From the video description, it says, "Learn More:" To which my brain, automatically, replied, "Nevermore." ;) Wonderful rendition by Hank! Thank you for this great channel.
Obviously Mr. Poe's writing is marvelous but can we just appreciate Hank Green reciting this massive tongue twister in one go without jumbling up any words. Respect!
This is one of my favorite poems. I memorized it in high school for extra credit. I only remember the first two stanzas now. It's cool to hear Hank read it.
Took me a while to appreciate that Hank really did get the cadence required for this reading. Great job, from a fan of many channels, including finding this one... because John
Thank you Hank! That was *awesome.* Hey if you're interested, I once wrote a modern translation of selected stanzas from this poem. It's called "And the Birdie Said 'No way.'": One foggy night, I'm home, just kickin, While I sat there, kinda trippin, Looking at a stack of books I promised I'd get to one day, I'm nodding off, my eyelids droppin And then I swear I'm hearing something Sounded like somebody knockin Knockin in a peckish way Maybe it's my homies knockin on my door, as if to say - "Here we are, come out to play." Now this was in the cold of winter Travelling was clearly hindered My fireplace was spitting cinders, had to use green wood that day Shivering, I wished for summer Sure as hell would be much warmer Maybe I'd be off this bummer Bummed about my ex, Renae Bout that fine and foxy lady whom her mother named Renae - We'd broken up the other day. I finally cracked the window then, and with a ruckus he came in Gynormous bird they used to think was very cool back in the day He didn't smile or shake my hand, he didn't even stay on land Just looked at me like, he's the man, and flew above the door to stay Flew up to a hunk of statue just above my door, to stay Didn't have a thing to say. I had to lol a little bit Although I was still sad and shit Because the birdie looked so serious, roosting there upon the clay, 'You may look a little dirty, Still I think you're kinda pretty. Great big gothy O.G. birdie Flying in from out the fray - What do other birdies call you, in the aforementioned fray?' And the birdie said, 'No way.' 'Spooky bird, soothsaying maven! - Spooky still, if crow or raven! - Whether sent by ghouls, or whether Google maps led you astray, By yourself, not scared or nothin, Come to see your lonely cousin - Birdie, can you tell me somethin - Tell the truth to me, okay? Will she ever take me back, and everything will be okay? And the birdie said, 'No way.' 'That's the last straw, bird,' I whimpered 'Now you've made me lose my temper You fly back out that window, and pick up some manners on the way Get thy butt away from here Leave no birdie souvenir Upon my windshield, do you hear? Or on my statue - fly away! Take your pecker off my wood, and go find someplace else to stay!' And the birdie said, 'No way.'
Sometimes I forget Hank was a theatre nerd who was in a Rocky Horror troupe in his youth... Then I hear him read The Raven and his theatre roots are clear as day
I could listen to Hank reading the whole day... 💜 I also really like the interpretation of that poem, since I'm not from the US I never had to read it in school and didn't really get into it. Thanks for that insight!
Beautiful recitation, Hank. Thank you. As a loyal fan of Dear Hank and John, I knew you don't love poetry, but here we are and you did a beautiful, beautiful job.
This is wonderful. I understood more about this poem from this reading than I ever have before. Happy Halloween (and peace to anyone who might be grieving.)
I've never heard or read this before and I'm so impressed and silenced by it. Kind of an unbelievable feeling really, thank you very much for sharing this!
Though I'm thankful that you chose my favorite poem, I have to be honest !! I repeatedly said "NO" out loud while listening! The feeling is not there !! The grief cannot be heard as the poem is being read ! It's as if someone is reading some unpleasant news in the morning newspaper while waiting for their coffee.... in their pajamas.
I was always drawn to Poe when I was younger, I always loved this poem, but I don't think I ever really understood it until hearing this reading of it. It's been the better part of a decade since I've read through his work and I think I just couldn't comprehend what he was saying as a teenager. This makes me love him even more.
This is by far my favorite video on youtube. I love Edgar Allan Poe, i've always loved reading and all but Poe's words were the first ones that clicked with me. Where I enjoyed other things, with Poe it all made sense to me, where I knew and understood what he meant without trying to figure it out, it was just there, i felt it. I know The Raven is the most famous one but it's the first one I read, so to me it will always be my favourite, so thank you! And read beautifully! ^^ love it, everything about it
@@Ktulu789 😊 loved the poem especially because it was easier to remember and quote in the exam because of all the repeated lines 😅 Learnt to appreciate it more with time 😊
@Stellvia Hoenheim Also, no. Nothing is going to compensate in your life the lack of attention from your parents. Especially writing profanities for random internet strangers. So yeah, going to stop replying to you now.
Good morning Hank, Good morning John. What impact, if any, does skipping ads on TH-cam to the revenue that your channels receive? Now there seems to be 2 or 3 should we still endure them to benefit the channels
I used to be able to quote the entire Treehouse of Horrors abridged version, and that prompted me in school once to memorize the entirety of it to read for a project. I don’t remember quite how it went, but I found myself mouthing with Hank, both amused by childhood me quoting Homer’s “Take thy BEAK from OUT my heart, and take thy FORM from off. My. DOOR!” and then, feeling for the first time that genuine understanding of the quiet sorrow of time and our memories. I’m not that overenthusiastic student straining to shine despite a class that really didn’t want to listen to five minutes of poem. I’m not able to see already so many faces I adored. But, I suppose unlike the one who loved Lenore, I can still find joy even with pain. It’s amusing to contrast so many emotions together, and then just remember Lisa going “Bart! He’s establishing mood!”
Such a wonderful channel, I love the readers explaining their love/reasons at the start. I never enjoyed poems until this channel. This poem is almost haunting.
Im sensitive to certain voices. Many of those guided relaxation recordings can set me on edge and Ive had to give up on plenty of audiobooks because the voices just grated me for some reason. Not Hank though. This relaxed me so very much. I was able to just close my eyes and sink into it. Thank you for this lovely escape.
This is my favorite poem. At first becuase I was a kid who liked macabre, gothic things, but now as an adult increasingly becuase of how well it presents desperation.
My English teachers would always read this poem at Halloween, and this is my first Halloween teaching English, so I'd like to share it with my students. I think I'll show them this video :) I really love how Hank talks about grief here; I knew the speaker was grieving, but I had never really *thought* about his grief, and I'm thankful that this video gave me the opportunity to do so. It is an incredibly sad and an incredibly beautiful poem.
While I had heard parts of it, I had never read it. I know that if I had read it i would not have gotten it. Being in this part of my life and having guidance to look deeper, I understand it on a different level. A love story what happens with all love one person dies and the others remain and dealing with the grief.
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It always did sting how he asked the raven questions about heaven and the only reply was nevermore.
He was looking for any kind of conformation that Lenore was well and without pain in heaven and the raven had no such confirmation to give.
"Sting" is a great way to describe that sort of hurt! -Paige
Ouch.
Last time I read it I was a freshman in high school and I had absolutely no idea of what it was about. Now hearing it I was so incredibly moved so thanks guys.
It's so fun to revisit old poems and find new meaning in them! -Paige
It really astounds me how much I missed out on meanings in high school. We sang Eric Whitacre's "A Boy and a Girl" in high school and the poetry simply flew over my head. I sang it in a community choir I'm in last year and wow the lyrics hit you really hard.
What's it about? I still don't know
@@mimimarcus A man spends the night in, dozing off over old books to pass the time as he mourns the passing of his wife.
He thinks he hears someone at the door, but there's no one there. He mutters her name, "Lenore?". He's alone, but refuses to accept it so he checks the window.
A defiant raven flies into his house and lands on his statute of the goddess of knowledge that he has placed up high.
He says "geez, you're bold. what's your name?" It replies "nevermore".
He thinks to himself "wow, I must be the first person to encounter such an oddity." The raven keeps emphatically saying "nevermore", so the man assumes it was something the bird picked up from hearing a sad master say before but he'll probably leave soon.
He pulls up a chair to stare at it, but quickly relaxes and feels the soft texture. It reminds him of Lenore, he can practically smell her perfume, so he yells "why can't I stop thinking of her?!". The raven says "nevermore".
He says "uhhhhh!!! devil bird, is there hope for my broken heart?!" The raven says "nevermore".
He says "please, you evil lil bird, just tell me I'll see Lenore when I make it to heaven. Tell me we'll reunite!" The raven says "nevermore".
He says "go back to hell, raven. Stop breaking my heart". The raven says "nevermore".
The man still sits under the shadow of the "raven". He'll be happy nevermore.
@@123userthatsme Now that's how summaries have to be written
The most powerful part of this poem, from what I’ve noticed here, is that the speaker _knows_ what the answer will be. And he asks the questions he would want answers to be “yes” to, because, more than comfort, he wants to hurt himself. He wants to hear the Nevermore. He wants the raven to spite him. He could ask questions where Nevermore’d be kind, where the answer would give hope, but by the end he chooses all the questions where hearing it just hurts him and he asks them just to hear the worst conclusion he can think of. That’s grief.
I didn't think of that but it makes absolute sense. He knew the raven could only say "nevermore" and still asked the questions he asked, more like he was reassuring himself of what he already thought as true. That's rough.
This is an excellent take. I've read this for 30 years and never thought of it like that.
It's strange to see Hank here. His reading is great, it's just weird to hear the usually energetic Hank read this really depressing poem.
For truly chill Hank check out Microcosmos.
Microcosmos is peak Hank chill.
Microcosmos is almost ASMR level chill Hank. Just missing some random scraping sounds.
@@morganbiddlecom WAIT THAT IS HANK? what the actual fuck, I could barely recognize his voice
I'm a common people. When I see Hank, I click.
Hank! It is a delight to see you here, but I did not expect to see you engage as enthusiastically as this in a channel about poetry. The short poem section of Dear Hank and John really changed my perspective on poetry, and helped me see the beauty in it where previously it mostly just confused me - I guess it did for you too! This is such a beautiful poem too, a harrowing and honest depiction of the never-ending nature of grief. Just when you think you're rid of it, some stupid trigger brings everything back - a song, a memory, a poem, a smell - and grief comes knocking at your door all over again. I love this poem, Hank. Thanks for reading it to me.
@lola holic ...There's a science poetry section in SciShow Tangents? I will listen to this immediately! I keep meaning to listen to SciShow because I love my science but I haven't gotten around to it. (Between the two of them, John and Hank produce so much content that while everything is exceptionally good quality, it's hard to pay attention to all of it.) Science Poetry sounds right up my ally. Thanks for the suggestion!
Hello Jem! What episode of dear hank and john did they do the poem section? :)
@@jkasturias The earlier episodes. It used to be a bit, before they had the dad joke and twitter post.
i haven’t read poe since middle school so i always dismissed this poem as some creepy dude seeing a creepy bird. when hank finally explained the poem is about grief it all hit me what this poem actually is.
so, thank you
Jade Stone whoops! thanks for the catch :)
I never expected Hank here, and yet, this fits
Pizzamas truly brings us the greatest and most unexpected of gifts
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"I have that book"
I feel like having these poems read gives me a better visual picture
i like the little word-order mistakes, like when he says 'this is it' instead of 'this it is' or 'I said' instead of 'said I'.. have heard this happen in many renditions, and struggled myself with these archaisms when learning the poem by heart :D
Who would have thought we would hear Poe in Hank's voice.. thankyou Ours Poetica
viewing this in the context of grief makes a lot of sense. I was part of a horror production based on Poe's works, but even viewing the raven as a harbinger of death or retribution or even chaos doesn't fit as well as the original intent of the poem. Grief stays with you, perched on the symbol of war and hardship, even when you scream at it, even when you try to reason with it, even when you weep and allow yourself to feel it. It stays.
Quoth the raven: "Eat my shorts."
Homer was terrified, but the kids weren't
I think I only heard this poem as a small excerpt and I definitely never read it in full in English. But this was truly a delight. I feel like I have to relisten to it, sitting somewhere dark and quiet to get more into the mood.
I remember when he posted a reading of this on Tumblr a few years ago and that reading really helped me out with the rough time I was having. Even though it's the same poem this version reminded me of fifth grade and my teacher who had us read lots of Poe. Grief is a weird thing, the older I get the sadder this poem seems.
I never noticed before how you can hear the speaker going through the stages of grief. I think he stops at depression though, and doesn't quite make it to acceptance
Yeah, the bird still sits, never flirtinf. He just can’t accept her death and move on.
Acceptance?
Never, nevermore!
Yes, it absolutely is about grief. Knowing grief, now, so deeply, I listen to it with tears pouring down. Thank you for such a job well done, Hank.
I've never read this poem in full and never knew it was about grief. But here I am tearing up. Thank you for sharing this with us.
(p.s. ... Did we hear a little bit of Hank's fake British accent at the beginning there?)
I think we did
My Poe-loving heart is giddy. This is a beautiful treat. Thank you so much.
My Poe-loving heart is also giddy! (I have 3 collections.) Happy Halloween! ^_^
This was beautiful. I had read this poem in school and thought I knew it, but hearing the way Hank read it brought about so much new meaning for me. Thanks for sharing this!
I revisit this recitation of this poem every month and it makes me so happy to hear it every time. It's so beautifully read, thank you so much for this, Hank!
My favorite work, period.
None is equal or superior.
No other work stimulates me from head to toe, like the ink to paper of Edgar Allan Poe.
My favorite poem!!! Hank, great job reading.
As many, I haven’t heard this since high school. It hit me so much this time around. Thanks for the reading Hank!
As I grow older, there's more stuff that I miss and more of the poem is part of what I am... What I was...
Yes I would like to wake up to Hank reading me Edgar Allan Poe, thank you.
A couple of those phrases come _perilously_ close to your fake British accent, Hank. ;-)
I haven't read this in so long, and now that I'm in the midst of my own deep grieving, it is more poignant than ever. "And my soul shall be lifted....nevermore."
Dear God this recitation was hauntingly beautiful
That was beautiful. Thank you for sharing.
Can Michael Aranda read a poem too, bet his delivery would be next level voice candy 😊
From the video description, it says, "Learn More:" To which my brain, automatically, replied, "Nevermore." ;)
Wonderful rendition by Hank! Thank you for this great channel.
I never thought I liked this poem I've heard quite a few reading but all so loud and look I'm doing the poem
But this reading is great
Obviously Mr. Poe's writing is marvelous but can we just appreciate Hank Green reciting this massive tongue twister in one go without jumbling up any words. Respect!
I can't not cry when reading The Raven.
Poe has been one of those favorites that has stuck with me since school. This was so good. SO GOOD!
I've read and heard this poem multiple times before, but I still enjoyed Hank's reading of it.
One of my favorite people reading a poem by one of my favorite poets. Lovely time all around
My favorite internet person (sorry John) performing my favorite poem. Today has been my best day on the internet.
I never thought this poem would sound so good from the energetic Hank.
This is one of my favorite poems. I memorized it in high school for extra credit. I only remember the first two stanzas now. It's cool to hear Hank read it.
After watching this it occurs to me that I remember a couple other random stanzas throughout it as well.
Took me a while to appreciate that Hank really did get the cadence required for this reading. Great job, from a fan of many channels, including finding this one... because John
Aaaand now, Hank (my favorite TH-cam person) has read my favorite poem, I can die a happy man. I didn't expect this, but I approve.
Thank you Hank! That was *awesome.* Hey if you're interested, I once wrote a modern translation of selected stanzas from this poem. It's called "And the Birdie Said 'No way.'":
One foggy night, I'm home, just kickin,
While I sat there, kinda trippin,
Looking at a stack of books I promised I'd get to one day,
I'm nodding off, my eyelids droppin
And then I swear I'm hearing something
Sounded like somebody knockin
Knockin in a peckish way
Maybe it's my homies knockin on my door, as if to say -
"Here we are, come out to play."
Now this was in the cold of winter
Travelling was clearly hindered
My fireplace was spitting cinders, had to use green wood that day
Shivering, I wished for summer
Sure as hell would be much warmer
Maybe I'd be off this bummer
Bummed about my ex, Renae
Bout that fine and foxy lady whom her mother named Renae -
We'd broken up the other day.
I finally cracked the window then,
and with a ruckus he came in
Gynormous bird they used to think was very cool back in the day
He didn't smile or shake my hand,
he didn't even stay on land
Just looked at me like, he's the man,
and flew above the door to stay
Flew up to a hunk of statue just above my door, to stay
Didn't have a thing to say.
I had to lol a little bit
Although I was still sad and shit
Because the birdie looked so serious, roosting there upon the clay,
'You may look a little dirty,
Still I think you're kinda pretty.
Great big gothy O.G. birdie
Flying in from out the fray -
What do other birdies call you, in the aforementioned fray?'
And the birdie said, 'No way.'
'Spooky bird, soothsaying maven! -
Spooky still, if crow or raven! -
Whether sent by ghouls, or whether Google maps led you astray,
By yourself, not scared or nothin,
Come to see your lonely cousin -
Birdie, can you tell me somethin -
Tell the truth to me, okay?
Will she ever take me back, and everything will be okay?
And the birdie said, 'No way.'
'That's the last straw, bird,' I whimpered
'Now you've made me lose my temper
You fly back out that window, and pick up some manners on the way
Get thy butt away from here
Leave no birdie souvenir
Upon my windshield, do you hear?
Or on my statue - fly away!
Take your pecker off my wood, and go find someplace else to stay!'
And the birdie said, 'No way.'
Sometimes I forget Hank was a theatre nerd who was in a Rocky Horror troupe in his youth... Then I hear him read The Raven and his theatre roots are clear as day
I never heard Hank's voice so deeply!!
Wow it really came alive!
I could listen to Hank reading the whole day... 💜 I also really like the interpretation of that poem, since I'm not from the US I never had to read it in school and didn't really get into it. Thanks for that insight!
Beautiful recitation, Hank. Thank you. As a loyal fan of Dear Hank and John, I knew you don't love poetry, but here we are and you did a beautiful, beautiful job.
This is wonderful. I understood more about this poem from this reading than I ever have before. Happy Halloween (and peace to anyone who might be grieving.)
This made me cry. I had no idea what this poem really said before now
I'd never read the full poem before, and never knew it was about grief. It is so much better now. Thank you for an excellent choice and reading, Hank.
I've never heard or read this before and I'm so impressed and silenced by it. Kind of an unbelievable feeling really, thank you very much for sharing this!
Though I'm thankful that you chose my favorite poem, I have to be honest !! I repeatedly said "NO" out loud while listening! The feeling is not there !! The grief cannot be heard as the poem is being read ! It's as if someone is reading some unpleasant news in the morning newspaper while waiting for their coffee.... in their pajamas.
So awesome to see Hank reading poetry when he said it was difficult for him to read and embrace poetry in the past!
Thank you! I always read The Raven at Halloween and it was wonderful to do it with Hank.
I was always drawn to Poe when I was younger, I always loved this poem, but I don't think I ever really understood it until hearing this reading of it. It's been the better part of a decade since I've read through his work and I think I just couldn't comprehend what he was saying as a teenager. This makes me love him even more.
This was absolutely wonderful and Hank did a fantastic job reading it. Definitely my fav Ours Poetica upload so far 🙏🏽
This is by far my favorite video on youtube. I love Edgar Allan Poe, i've always loved reading and all but Poe's words were the first ones that clicked with me. Where I enjoyed other things, with Poe it all made sense to me, where I knew and understood what he meant without trying to figure it out, it was just there, i felt it. I know The Raven is the most famous one but it's the first one I read, so to me it will always be my favourite, so thank you! And read beautifully! ^^ love it, everything about it
One of the greatest poems of all time
So much of Poes work was about loss and grief. Love him... Obviously
Thank you!
We had this in school! 😍
Wow! That comment!
NVM. Yours was an awesome teacher!
@Stellvia Hoenheim No.
@@Ktulu789 😊 loved the poem especially because it was easier to remember and quote in the exam because of all the repeated lines 😅 Learnt to appreciate it more with time 😊
@Stellvia Hoenheim Also, no. Nothing is going to compensate in your life the lack of attention from your parents. Especially writing profanities for random internet strangers. So yeah, going to stop replying to you now.
HANK THAT WAS SO GOOD
One of the best readings of one of the best poems
Thank you & Happy Halloween
I named my cat Lenore, and I have DFTBA on my license plate. I think it's safe to say I enjoyed this video.
This was really well read, and you said you weren’t good at poems!
I am so grateful this channel exists.
Hanks voice here is amazing, he should defo do much more voice acting
Am I the only one crying? Now that I know what the poem is actually about, I can't help but to cry
Fantastic reading! One of my fav poems of all time. Thanks for sharing!
Yes. Thank you 😻
Good morning Hank, Good morning John. What impact, if any, does skipping ads on TH-cam to the revenue that your channels receive? Now there seems to be 2 or 3 should we still endure them to benefit the channels
"...eat my shorts!"
"Bart!"
Always appreciate a Simpsons reference! -Paige
I used to be able to quote the entire Treehouse of Horrors abridged version, and that prompted me in school once to memorize the entirety of it to read for a project. I don’t remember quite how it went, but I found myself mouthing with Hank, both amused by childhood me quoting Homer’s “Take thy BEAK from OUT my heart, and take thy FORM from off. My. DOOR!” and then, feeling for the first time that genuine understanding of the quiet sorrow of time and our memories. I’m not that overenthusiastic student straining to shine despite a class that really didn’t want to listen to five minutes of poem. I’m not able to see already so many faces I adored. But, I suppose unlike the one who loved Lenore, I can still find joy even with pain.
It’s amusing to contrast so many emotions together, and then just remember Lisa going “Bart! He’s establishing mood!”
I had been waiting for an Ours Poetica video featuring Hank! This was amazing!
Such a wonderful channel, I love the readers explaining their love/reasons at the start. I never enjoyed poems until this channel. This poem is almost haunting.
I love this poem and I love this channel even more.
TH-cam is my favourite place on the planet rn
Love love love this :)
Damn you, Hank, for making me cry... Or maybe bless you. You choose.
Yes hank!
Im sensitive to certain voices. Many of those guided relaxation recordings can set me on edge and Ive had to give up on plenty of audiobooks because the voices just grated me for some reason. Not Hank though. This relaxed me so very much. I was able to just close my eyes and sink into it. Thank you for this lovely escape.
Nice reading. Thanks
This is my favorite poem. At first becuase I was a kid who liked macabre, gothic things, but now as an adult increasingly becuase of how well it presents desperation.
I read it in my highschool
Pleased to hear it again...😁
Beautiful poem, beautifully read!
Very beautiful. Thanks.
I also love The Raven.
Ohhh dear Hank, you just gave a massive eargasm. Poe is my favorite Poet, this Raven is my favorite poem, and this is my favorite channel 🖤
One of my favourites too. Loved is opening commentary ❤️
My English teachers would always read this poem at Halloween, and this is my first Halloween teaching English, so I'd like to share it with my students. I think I'll show them this video :) I really love how Hank talks about grief here; I knew the speaker was grieving, but I had never really *thought* about his grief, and I'm thankful that this video gave me the opportunity to do so. It is an incredibly sad and an incredibly beautiful poem.
wow I’ve really got to catch up on these!! I’ve only watched a few but they’re all amazing 💙
I've read short fiction by Poe but not any Poe-ms. The man was like Dr Seuss! Did not see that coming honestly
While I had heard parts of it, I had never read it. I know that if I had read it i would not have gotten it. Being in this part of my life and having guidance to look deeper, I understand it on a different level. A love story what happens with all love one person dies and the others remain and dealing with the grief.
This was so good!!
This is my favorite poem and the only one I ever memorized.
Thank you. Just thank you
This gives me goosebumps
A lovely reading. I always found this one to be scary. Knowing that your grief will always exist in some shape or form.
Good job Hank, it'll be interesting to see (hear) how this channel evolves.