monday verse: daffodils



The daffodils
Were incidental gilding of the deeds,
Treasure trove. They simply came,
And they kept on coming.
As if not from the sod but falling from heaven.
Our lives were still a raid on our own good luck.
We knew we’d live forever. We had not learned
What a fleeting glance of the everlasting
Daffodils are. Never identified
The nuptial flight of the rarest of ephemera –
Our own days!
We thought they were a windfall.
Never guessed they were a last blessing.

from Daffodils by Ted Hughes

I was going to avoid using daffodils for my Monday Verse, because I’ve already posted a couple of pictures of them, but I’m afraid I’ve been seduced by their golden loveliness. I have to confess that I’m not a huge fan of Wordsworth’s daffodils, so I’ve chosen an extract from the Ted Hughes poem instead. I’m sorry that it’s a bit gloomy, but I think it’s a wonderful poem, and it deserves to be better known than it seems to be.

2 thoughts on “monday verse: daffodils

  1. Thank you for making it Ted Hughes … you are so right, the poem deserves to be much better known. And I happen to love him, so I’m quite happy!

  2. I think he maybe suffers from being known by many as the mean man who drove Sylvia Plath to suicide. Somewhat unfairly, I feel.

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