A blog and link to my posted content of poetry, limericks, Haiku and tips on poetry writing. There will also be some discussion as to the history of poems and poetry throughout history and the various forms around the world.
Now it is March and when I think of this month, it doesn't bring to mind either St. Patrick or the Eides of March.
When I lived in England March in my garden was the month of Daffodils.
One of the greatest poems by Britain's pre-eminent Poet laureate of the late Georgian and early Victorian period, William Wordsworth was Daffodils, the story of a walk by one of the lakes in Englands Lake District, close to the border with Scotland.
The Lake District is well worth a visit in any time of year but this poem firmly sets March in my mind as a perfect time.