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The Epipsychidion I cannot look at; the person whom it celebrates was a cloud instead of a Juno; and poor Ixion starts from the Centaur that was the offspring of his own embrace. If you are curious, however, to hear what I am and have been, it will tell you something thereof. It is an idealized history of my life and feelings.
"I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud" (also sometimes called "Daffodils" [2]) is a lyric poem by William Wordsworth. [3] It is one of his most popular, and was inspired by an encounter on 15 April 1802 during a walk with his younger sister Dorothy, when they saw a "long belt" of daffodils on the shore of Ullswater in the English Lake District. [4]
The Well Wrought Urn: Studies in the Structure of Poetry by Cleanth Brooks and Paul Rand. Harcourt, Brace 1975 ISBN 9780156957052 "Review of Poems, in Two Volumes by Francis Jeffrey, in Edinburgh Review, pp. 214–231, vol. XI, October 1807 – January 1808; Composed upon Westminster Bridge, September 3, 1802 in audio on Poetry Foundation
My guest this week on Poetry from Daily Life is Janet Wong, who lives in Gig Harbor, Washington. Janet is a graduate of Yale Law School and former lawyer who switched careers to become a children ...
“Things change. And friends leave. Life doesn’t stop for anybody.” — Stephen Chbosky, “The Perks of Being a Wallflower” “We cannot change what we are not aware of, and once we are ...
In Whitman’s poem, the reader can find symbolism through the journey of life and the open, democratic society of that time. In the first 8 sections of the poem, Whitman observes the freedoms in life shown through the open road, “Afoot and light-hearted I take to the open road; Healthy, free, the world before me; The long brown path before me leading wherever I choose.”
In February 1916, when Pound was 30, the poet Carl Sandburg paid tribute to him in Poetry magazine. Pound "stains darkly and touches softly", he wrote: Pound by E. O. Hoppé on the cover of Pavannes and Divisions (1918) All talk on modern poetry, by people who know, ends with dragging in Ezra Pound somewhere.
The lyric poetry of Europe in this period was created by the pioneers of courtly poetry and courtly love largely without reference to the classical past. [11] The troubadors , travelling composers and performers of songs, began to flourish towards the end of the 11th century and were often imitated in successive centuries.