Full moon. She rose in uncommon majesty over the sea, slowly ascending through the clouds. Sat with the window open an hour in the moonlight. Dorothy Wordsworth, The Alfoxden Journal, 1 February 1798 |
Dorothy Wordsworth - more than half a poet
- Meeting the poor and homeless
- Poor horse in shock and terror
- Glorious impressions of city landscape
- Encouter with a colourful company
- A gallery of Dorothy's word paintings
- Poems of William in Recollections of a Tour in Scotland:
+ The Solitary Reaper
+ Stepping Westward