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1 Shot Wednesday: Early Spring

Cindy Bruchman

Winter? Where? Not here in south central Virginia. On a recent hike, our granddaughter Milly presented me a surprise bouquet.

It was a breezy, sunny day. Thousands of them along a hill by a pond. Well, it got me to thinking of William Wordsworth’s classic:

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 shew 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.

I hope your day is sunny, breezy and filled with dancing daffodils.

Published by Cindy Bruchman

AZ educator, writer, traveler, movie buff

34 thoughts on “1 Shot Wednesday: Early Spring”

    1. It feels lightweight and unimportant at first. But the earnestness of his mental reverie rings true, and I’m comforted by the wisdom. The imagery of the dancing daffodils–when the imagery in the poem becomes a reality during a walk, the poem feels profound. 🙂

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  9. Precious bouquet, Cindy, One of my favorite poems. I can’t wait to see my patches of daffodils, but right now there is still a couple feet of snow on top of them.
    But heck , in my heart I am dancing with daffodils today.

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    2. Smile. 🙂 Yes, words and images instill hope into a heart with the warmth of promise for spring’s rejuvinating powers. (Ha. I was reading a 19th century novel and the prose lingers in my head.) Keep dancing, Don.

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