St David's Day in Wales
(the first day of March)
Am I as lonely as that cloud?
I kneel this early time of day.
The traffic’s quite thin now, not loud,
while I am crouching, seem to pray!
St David’s Day is here, with chills.
That cloud looks down on Wales and hills.
I’m kneeling down upon this grass
to pluck the yellow one to pin
on my lapel now; no feet pass.
I’m brooding here on Wordsworth’s spin
on words that conjure on this hill
my single golden daffodil.
(1 Mar 2024)
(William Wordsworth, English poet, 1770-1850: “I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud”, in which he saw a "host of golden daffodils"; this is the same pattern and rhyme scheme)
Copyright © Andrew John | Year Posted 2024
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