When I was around 15, I took a long hike one Sunday — a good 20 miles round trip. On the way back, in late afternoon, I looked across the creek I had hiked along (I was on the high trail) and had an experience very much like the one Wordsworth describes in “Tintern Abbey.” At least that is what I thought when I first read the poem some years later, and it is what I continue to think. Usually, when I read a poem, I just listen to the music and let the sense occur to me over time. But in the case of “Tintern Abbey,” I just had that sense of recognition.
Tuesday, May 28, 2019
In case you wondered
… What Makes a Poet Difficult? (Hat tip, Dave Lull)
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