Daily Archives: January 10, 2011


Wordsworth wrote an endless poem in blank verse on” the growth of a poet’s mind.”  I shall attempt a more modest feat for a more distracted age: a blog, “Things which a Lifetime of Trying to Be a Poet has Taught Me.”

There is no form to add interest to this one, but I include it anyway for the sake of an arresting image:


It is evening—

And the Sun, tired from a full day’s work,

Rests feebly behind a cloud,

Reaching earthward with golden fingers to

Steady herself for one last look at the

World before she drops gratefully

Into bed.

Donald T. Williams, PhD