Daffodils Critical Appreciation

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The Daffodils belonged to The Great William Wordsworth who is a well known poet. Daffodils can identified as a lyrical poem which was written in 1804 although it was not published until 1815. Wordsworth is considered to be such an important poet for his time and era up until now. This particular poem is one of the most famous poems of the Romantic Age. It was written on a stormy day in spring, while Wordsworth was taking a walk with his sister Dorothy Wordsworth, and you can see from the very first sentence that the poet is inside the nature 's maze, by saying 'I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud ' as if this is the time to be disconnected and isolated. Literature readers and students thought that this poem represents a mouthful of rich …show more content…

The poem uses a descriptive language which consists of six lines each in four stanzas, as in appreciation of dancing yellow flowers surrounding the poet with great fragrance. Wordsworth used a very simple yet dialect language as it represents a personal experience in a single mood or a moment of such consciousness. Wordsworth language is often recognised anywhere because of its influence on the reader, also mostly because it carries beautiful structure among every line as if each line can be a complete poem as a whole. The beginning or the rebirth of one by nature blessed with the enjoyable dancing daffodils. The poet obviously wanted to make the daffodils dance for eternity, because when they danced, his heart did …show more content…

When I first read Daffodils, I was shocked. I was blown away by Wordsworth design of a whole fantastic journey. My mind came to imagine every line, every word and even every tree branch. I went with Wordsworth to his quite place asking for some peace of mind myself. I walked between the fresh yellow flowers and touched the sky. I sat behind the sea in harmony while everything was dancing. I felt, for a brief amount of time, that I was exploring a new world I never been to before. The adventure to go where nobody is around, no voice, no anything. Just you and your inner soul admiring the way waves move and shackle each other, the way the sun is moving and the thin air is playing with the flowers. This poem had not been but a pleasure to me. This poem considered to be one of the most profound poems I had the honour to read, love and

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