Wordsworth’s happy loneliness

  What strikes me about William Wordsworth upon rereading “I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud” is his stunning lack of apology for solitude. The title and first line contain a word – “lonely” – that in today’s highly peopled and networked culture is stigmatized. Yet there is nothing in this poem’s context that makes one …

The unexpected loveliness of an extravagant Creator

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 …

The Landscape of Memory

The Landscape of Memory by Dr. Holly Ordway “I gazed—and gazed—but little thought / What wealth the show to me had brought.” William Wordsworth reminds us, in “Daffodils,” of something that is easy to miss: that memory is a treasure-house. When I revisit something in memory, it is not daydreaming, but rather a use of …

What Wealth the Show to Me Had Brought: Simple Beauty in Wordsworth’s “Daffodils”

What Wealth the Show to Me Had Brought: Simple Beauty in Wordsworth's "Daffodils" by Crystal Hurd 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. …

“Such a Jocund Company”: Scanning Wordsworth’s “Daffodils”

“Such a Jocund Company”: Scanning Wordsworth’s “Daffodils” By Andrew Lazo   This month, I shall try to thread a little needle in writing about William Wordsworth’s “The Daffodils” (or “I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud”). One of my dear fellow Muses always appreciates it when I do a close reading of a poem, trying to …