Saturday, April 9, 2011

It's still the 8th somewhere...

Poetry challenge fail. But, today was not a fail. I gave this day to myself, and though I spent part of it grading and part of it reading work emails (they seem so much more ridiculous when you're not actually there...), I needed this day. Time spent at a coffee shop, grocery shopping while it's still light out, and an EXCELLENT show by my beloved Hearts of Darkness (you all missed out), amongst other fun things, filled my day.

So, poetry took a little backseat, but I have a feeling it will return with a vengeance tomorrow. The forecast says 90 degrees, and my schedule is nearly empty. Awesome.

To quickly fill today's (yesterday's) slot, here is what I got as the first result when I googled "poem." It's actually pretty fitting for what I hope tomorrow will bring. For now, good night.


"I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud"

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.

William Wordsworth

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