I suppose this could go under the heading "Poets reading Keats" but I figured I'd put it here as a sighting.
On the BBC website I found this interesting page--highlighting Andrew Motion's first inspirational experience while reading Keats when he was 16. He wrote a poem about it which I've copied below. If you want to hear him read the poem aloud, try the link I've added and it should take you to that page.
On First Looking Into Keat's Poems by Andrew Motion
Sixteen or so, I took your book outside
and read it to the living wind and sun
until your here-and-now was far-and-wide.
I saw the stained glass colours start to run
back to the scenes from which they started out:
those antique rooms where love decides its fate;
the banished rulers with their cut-off shout;
a god discovering his power too late… .
Now what felt young in you has come of age
through time you never had, but kept in view,
and here's your book again. Each deep-dyed page
still shows me what is beautiful and true:
old artifice connecting head to heart;
new planets orbiting a world apart.
Here's the link to the site:
http://www.bbc.co.uk/worldservice/arts/ ... .shtml#one