She Was a Phantom of Delight

Here is a little afternoon pick-me-up, that I found whilst travelling the internet.
Who’d a thought poetry and cats could work this well. Beautiful classic poetry from Mr. Wordsworth himself accompanied by a rather worried looking cat. Don’t say we don’t spoil you. 


She was a Phantom of delight
When first she gleamed upon my sight;
A lovely Apparition, sent
To be a moment’s ornament;
Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair;
Like Twilight’s, too, her dusky hair;
But all things else about her drawn
From May-time and the cheerful Dawn;
A dancing Shape, an Image gay,
To haunt, to startle, and waylay.

Willaim Wordsworth

Cited here. [page 5]
Click here for full poem.

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About wordsthroughtheglass
Dominique Dunne was born and raised in the heart London; she completed a BA in poetry and film at Bath Spa University, 2011. Since then she has been travelling, working with Literary Festivals and been part of ‘The Barbican Young Poets’ scheme. Some poems featured are part of a growing collection entitled ‘Words Through the Glass’ which she hopes to get published one day. Alongside poetry, Dominique loves kayaking, sloths and winning at Scrabble.

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