Hello there folks.
Welcome to my Day 7 post for Nanopoblano’s National Blog Posting Month extravaganza.
Tonight, for my found poetry series I have picked another wordsmithy person with the initials WW (no, not Walter White, even though that show Breaking Bad is magnificent and pretty much poetry in motion). We’ve previously had Walt Whitman as a guest in this realm but now my poetic duet partner this time round is none other than William Wordsworth.
I selected his poem ‘Composed Upon Westminster Bridge, September 3, 1802’ over at Poetry Foundation and for convenience you can find the lyrics below.
‘Composed Upon Westminster Bridge, September 3, 1802’ by William Wordsworth
Earth has not anything to show more fair:
Dull would he be of soul who could pass by
A sight so touching in its majesty:
This City now doth, like a garment, wear
The beauty of the morning: silent, bare,
Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie
Open unto the fields, and to the sky;
All bright and glittering in the smokeless air.
Never did sun more beautifully steep
In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill;
Ne’er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep!
The river glideth at his own sweet will:
Dear God! the very houses seem asleep;
And all that mighty heart is lying still!
So without further delay or cause for consternation, here is my latest found poem inspired by the charming words of Mr Wordsworth, hope you like it.
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“All That Mighty Heart” by David Ellis
Earth be of touching majesty
The beauty of silent fields and the sky
Bright and glittering in the sun
Splendour never felt so sweet
All that mighty heart
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