Read poems aloud, always. Mine anyway. If you let your mind’s “reading voice” do the work, you will miss an important poetic element, namely the vibration of the air around you and through your tympanic membrane which penetrates your brain in a mildly different place than the merely ocular reading.

Specific poems: The last one, “God’s Work,” if you can do a roughed voice with a mildly Celtic accent, all the better. The cat poem, also read tersely, but with rhythm. “Evening Song” is smooth and liquid in its rhythms, so the voice could very well affect those qualities.

Enjoy.