They painted pictures with words
Author: NiamhWordsworth’s poem entitled The Daffodils is probably the one that always comes to mind in spring when the countryside is festooned with glorious trumpets of yellow. In autumn we remember Keats words, “Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness.” Hadn’t those poets a wonderful way of describing nature and what it meant to them? They painted pictures with words. There is a timelessness about their poems that makes them firm favourites with each succeeding generation. What a wonderful gift they were given in that they could describe, so lyrically, the beauties of nature. In a world where climate change may destroy our seasons such poems may soon be the only link we have with the seasons we once knew and loved.
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