Sometimes a scrap of knowledge gets caught in my brain and I can’t stop worrying at it. Today I learned that William Wordsworth and mutinous Fletcher Christian were at school together. Not in the same class, plotting separate extraordinary careers, of course, but in the same building for a while. Christian, six years older, ignored […]
Daffodil
Daffodil I am a member of that host here by the bay from flinty, frosty shudders to the weary wilt of season’s end. On parade in my egg-yolk crown, fluttering, dipping alone in this crowd. Breeze blasts cruel tempo and pushes me: I’m on my knees then twitch again to still. That bitter loath-ed wind, […]