Today’s Poem: I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud

Wordsworth makes a good investment

Claude Monet, Jonquilles, 1885 (Wikimedia Commons)

You know “I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud,” of course: the poem about flowers along the edge of bay — the sight of which was so rich that, years later, the poet remembers them, “And then my heart with pleasure fills, / And dances with the daffodils.”

This poem by William Wordsworth (1770–1850) is (as we all …