{"id":6508,"date":"2014-04-01T17:34:33","date_gmt":"2014-04-01T17:34:33","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/?p=6508"},"modified":"2014-04-01T17:57:03","modified_gmt":"2014-04-01T17:57:03","slug":"april-1-fourteen-ways-of-looking-at-a-daffodil","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/2014\/04\/april-1-fourteen-ways-of-looking-at-a-daffodil\/","title":{"rendered":"April 1: Fourteen Ways of Looking at a Daffodil"},"content":{"rendered":"

It’s April Fools Day<\/strong> (so beware) and it’s the first day of Poetry Month<\/strong>. To commemorate the two, I have mashed up two well-known poems (William Wordworth’s <\/strong>“I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud”<\/a> and Wallace Steven’s<\/strong> “Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird<\/a>) with some of my own words to create a daffy poem.<\/p>\n

Fourteen Ways of Looking at a Daffodil<\/strong><\/p>\n

I<\/strong><\/p>\n

After the gray snow melts,<\/p>\n

The only moving thing:<\/p>\n

A host of daffodils.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

II<\/strong><\/p>\n

I was of two minds,<\/p>\n

Wandering lonely as a cloud.<\/p>\n

In vacant and pensive mood.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

III<\/strong><\/p>\n

The daffodil whirled in the spring winds.<\/p>\n

It was a pinwheel.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

IV<\/strong><\/p>\n

A woman and a man<\/p>\n

Are one.<\/p>\n

A woman and a man and a daffodil<\/p>\n

Are one too.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

V<\/strong><\/p>\n

I do not know which to prefer<\/p>\n

The bliss or solitude<\/p>\n

Or jocund company.<\/p>\n

The daffodil blooming<\/p>\n

Or the memory of its yellow.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

VI<\/strong><\/p>\n

Grime shades the window<\/p>\n

With elemental dirt<\/p>\n

The yellow of the daffodil<\/p>\n

Flutters in the breeze<\/p>\n

The mood<\/p>\n

Traced in yellow<\/p>\n

An indecipherable bloom.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

VII<\/strong><\/p>\n

O fat friends from Chicago<\/p>\n

Why do you imagine the spring buds?<\/p>\n

Do you not see how the daffodil<\/p>\n

Rises from the dirt<\/p>\n

Around your feet?<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

VII<\/strong><\/p>\n

I know terrible secrets<\/p>\n

And half-hearted poems, inescapable stories<\/p>\n

But I know too<\/p>\n

The daffodil is as yellow<\/p>\n

As Muriel\u2019s dress.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

IX<\/strong><\/p>\n

When the daffodil died<\/p>\n

It marked the edge<\/p>\n

Of one of many circles.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

X<\/strong><\/p>\n

At the sight of daffodils<\/p>\n

Beside the lake, beneath the trees,<\/p>\n

Even the bards of history<\/p>\n

Would cry out sharply.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

XI<\/strong><\/p>\n

He drove the students<\/p>\n

In a special bus.<\/p>\n

Once, a fear pierced him,<\/p>\n

In that he mistook<\/p>\n

The yellow in the rearview<\/p>\n

For daffodils.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

XII<\/strong><\/p>\n

The river is moving.<\/p>\n

The daffodil must be blooming.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

XIII<\/strong><\/p>\n

It was evening all afternoon.<\/p>\n

It wasn\u2019t snowing<\/p>\n

And it wasn\u2019t going to snow.<\/p>\n

The daffodil preens<\/p>\n

In the leaf mold.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

XIV<\/strong><\/p>\n

My heart with pleasure fills<\/p>\n

And dances with the daffodils.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>
The face of the daffodil \u00a9 Ellen Wade Beals, 2014<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
\"\"<\/a>
What wealth the show to me had brought \u00a9 Ellen Wade Beals, 2014<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

 <\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>
The beauty of innuendo \u00a9 Ellen Wade Beals, 2014<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

 <\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>
Muriel's dress \u00a9 Ellen Wade Beals, 2014<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

 <\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>
Dancer in the breeze \u00a9 Ellen Wade Beals, 2014<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
\"\"<\/a>
I gazed--and gazed--but little thought \u00a9 Ellen Wade Beals, 2014<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
\"\"<\/a>
The edge of one of many circles \u00a9 Ellen Wade Beals, 2014<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

It’s April Fools Day (so beware) and it’s the first day of Poetry Month. To commemorate the two, I have mashed up two well-known poems (William Wordworth’s “I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud” and Wallace Steven’s “Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird) with some of my own words to create a daffy poem. Fourteen […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_genesis_hide_title":false,"_genesis_hide_breadcrumbs":false,"_genesis_hide_singular_image":false,"_genesis_hide_footer_widgets":false,"_genesis_custom_body_class":"","_genesis_custom_post_class":"","_genesis_layout":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[971,2080,2078,1632,12,2081,39,2079,13,765,975,7,16,2082,929,32,2077],"class_list":{"0":"post-6508","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","6":"category-uncategorized","7":"tag-april","8":"tag-april-fools-day","9":"tag-daffodils","10":"tag-ellen-beals","11":"tag-ellen-wade-beals","12":"tag-i-wandered-lonely-as-a-cloud","13":"tag-photography","14":"tag-photos","15":"tag-poetry","16":"tag-poetry-foundation","17":"tag-poetry-month","18":"tag-solace","19":"tag-solace-in-so-many-words","20":"tag-thirteen-ways-of-looking-at-a-blackbird","21":"tag-wallace-stevens","22":"tag-weighed-words","23":"tag-william-wordsworth","24":"entry","25":"has-post-thumbnail"},"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6508","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=6508"}],"version-history":[{"count":23,"href":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6508\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6536,"href":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6508\/revisions\/6536"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6508"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6508"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/solaceinabook.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6508"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}