In celebration of International Day of Happiness, I’m sharing different takes on happiness – and scattering flower pictures among them, because flowers make me happy. I hope a little of this works for you too!
Linnaeus fell on his knees and wept for joy when he saw for the first time the long heath of some English upland made yellow with the tawny aromatic blossoms of the common furze, and I know that for me, to whom flowers are part of desire, there are tears waiting in the petals of some rose. It has always been so with me from my boyhood. There is not a single colour hidden away in the chalice of a flower, or the curve of a shell, to which by some subtle sympathy with the very soul of things, my nature does not answer.
Oscar Wilde, from De Profundis
The best tip on reading poetry I picked up when studying English at Liverpool University was from a lovely, quirky, thoughtful tutor, then Doctor, now Professor, Philip Davis. Continue reading “A thought for poetry lovers”