Open Book Blog Hop – 20th March   Leave a comment

From the blog hop … I always appreciate Stevie’s posts because she’s in England and so the poems and books she read in school are different from America’s and the songs she heard on the radio were different too. But it turns out her favorite poem was among my mother’s favorites.

Stevie Turner

This week we’re talking about our favourite poems.

For me, my absolute favourite poem has to be Wordsworth’s ‘I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud’.  Daffodils are also my favourite flower of all time, and the mental imagery this poem conjures up always lifts me out of a dark mood.  Close behind is Max Ehrmann’s 1927 poem ‘Desiderata’. Mr Ehrmann obviously lived a long life, and as we all do, came to understand human nature.

Mum often read poetry to me as a child, and I always remember with affection Alfred Noyes’ ‘The Highwayman’, the one who went riding, riding, up to the old inn-door.  I used to lose myself in the love story and imagine Bess plaiting the love-knot into her long black hair.  My grandmother would read Robert Browning’s’The Pied Piper of Hamelin’ to me, and send me to sleep dreaming of rats shrieking in fifty different…

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Posted March 20, 2017 by aurorawatcherak in Uncategorized

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