Daffodils

Daffodil

It it National Poetry month and I thought I intermittently celebrate with poems and photos. Being spring my garden is full of surprises, such as these daffodils.

Daffodils

While it is obvious to quote Wordsworth when thinking about daffodils, I’ve never minded being obvious.

The Daffodils by William Wordsworth

I wandered lonely as a cloud

That floats on high o’er vales and hills,

When all at once I saw a crowd,

A host, of golden daffodils;

Beside the lake, beneath the trees,

Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine

And twinkle on the Milky Way,

They stretched in never-ending line

Along the margin of a bay:

Ten thousand saw I at a glance,

Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced, but they

Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:

A Poet could not but be gay,

In such a jocund company:

I gazed–and gazed–but little thought

What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie

In vacant or in pensive mood,

They flash upon that inward eye

Which is the bliss of solitude;

And then my heart with pleasure fills,

And dances with the daffodils.

All photos ©  cdavies 2007

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One thought on “Daffodils

  1. Something from my senior English class: You can substitute “imbeciles” for “daffodils” in the poem without affecting the rhyme. I still crack up every time I walk past a patch of daffodils.

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