The winners of the 2018 Wordsworth birthday poem competition

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We had another wonderful set of entries this year, on the subject of ‘The child is father of the man’.  We’d like to thank Fiona Sampson, the poet and acclaimed author of The Girl who Wrote Frankenstein, for being this year’s judge, and for very kindly donating two copies of her book to the winner and runner-up.
Sampson
 
The winning poem is by Gerald Schwartz. Fiona said: “This poem comes up fresh each time, no matter how often you reread it. It’s direct and yet mysterious, a moment in time and yet a whole lifetime of such moments. I love its intimate feel: like seeing in the dark.”
Early Photo

I’ve hung a photo of myself
At age seven in a metal frame
In the kitchen so I
Can see me in the dark
When and where I make
My pre-dawn coffee.
Then as now the same
But different, as my life
Trickles down the same
Dark and silver nerve
Of a station I don’t understand
But will always remind me
With its mystery, its living map
Long after I have lost
My mobile phone, reminding me
With that pulsar of identity
Where I am still free to go.

 
The runner-up is by Alison Carter, who was last year’s winner. Fiona said of this poem, “This very human, narrative poem leaves lots unsaid – which is just what we want from a story that lest us step into it. What’s special about this day? Is the man in the poem digging a grave for his father? Or just missing him? We don’t need to know: we can fill the poem with our own meanings.”
Digging to Australia

He learned lots of things
working the garden with Dad:
that a spadeful of soil
contains more living organisms
than there are people on the planet.

He knew the biscuit snap
of an ancient pot from a bit
of brick, that their soil
had ‘Good tilth’, the lovely word
light between tongue and teeth.

A Job shared was a job halved,
but that day he worked alone,
watched his knuckles whiten
on the warm wood of the grip,
swung onto the blade’s shoulder,

tucked his head deep into his chest
like a sleeping bird and dug.
Last night’s row worried his ears,
as he drove through surface litter,
the pale gulp of the clays below.

Once, he believed he could dig
down to Australia, but today
rasping metal strikes unbroken
rock, describing the weight
of all that is now ungovernable.

Congratulations to Gerald and Alison and thank you again to everyone who entered. We’ll be back next year!

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by Edward Platten   When the American poet and essayist, Ralph Waldo Emerson, travelled to Great Britain, he met the two poets whose collaborative work Lyrical Ballads has been said to have begun a new age of poetry. The Romantic movement, though it can also be said to have started a while before, certainly rose to prominence […]

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Spring shoots and green peas: the Wordsworths and their kitchen garden

by Gareth Evans Following six months of settled living with his sister Dorothy, one May morning William Wordsworth left Dove Cottage with his brother John to walk through Yorkshire.  Separated from her brothers in early childhood only to be permanently reunited as adults, an understandably emotional Dorothy found ways of coping with what was clearly […]

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The winners of the 2018 Wordsworth birthday poem competition

We had another wonderful set of entries this year, on the subject of ‘The child is father of the man’.  We’d like to thank Fiona Sampson, the poet and acclaimed author of The Girl who Wrote Frankenstein, for being this year’s judge, and for very kindly donating two copies of her book to the winner […]

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Reimagining the Wordsworths II: Poetry and Diaries

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by Hannah Piercy
 
The 5th June 2017 was not so much ‘a fine showery morning’, as Dorothy Wordsworth says of the 5th June 1802 in her diaries, but one of those days when being outside for a few minutes can get you soaked to the bone – so a typical rainy day in the Lake District, some might say! I grew up in the Lakes, not so many miles away from Dove Cottage in Grasmere, where the Wordsworths lived for almost nine years. And as a secondary school pupil, I attended Keswick School, so there was a special pleasure for me in meeting some of the current year ten students of Keswick School to workshop some creative and critical ideas about the poetry, diaries, and lives of William and Dorothy Wordsworth.
DC 4
To create a manageable plan for workshopping William and Dorothy’s work in less than five hours, we had decided on a shortlist of poems and diary entries to discuss and record with the students during the day. We ran four sessions, discussing and trying out creative exercises based upon one of William’s poems and one of Dorothy’s diary entries in each session. Some of the texts we chose, like I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud, were obvious choices, but some, like The Tables Turned, perhaps seem less obvious. We chose to pair The Tables Turned with Dorothy’s diary entry for 15th April 1798 (written before the Wordsworths moved to Grasmere, when they were living in Alfoxden house, Somerset). The Tables Turned implores its addressee to ‘quit your books’ and ‘Come forth into the light of things, / Let Nature be your teacher’, while Dorothy’s diary discusses how ‘Nature was very successfully striving to make beautiful what art had deformed – ruins, hermitages etc’, and notes that ‘Happily we cannot shape the huge hills, or carve out the valleys according to our fancy.’ We wanted, then, to ask the students to think about how we perceive nature today, and to invite them to compose their own poems in response to the themes and issues raised by Dorothy and William’s writing.
 

 
 
As we read over the poems composed by the students, it was fascinating to see how many of them – the majority of the group, in fact – had fixated on the idea of more modern distractions from nature, and in particular, the role of smartphones in quite literally ‘filtering’ nature for us. While William’s poem admonishes its addressee to abandon books and ‘hear the woodland linnet’, the year ten pupils from Keswick School used their poems as a chance to reflect on the need to abandon their phones and enjoy nature in its own right. Natalie Williams’s poem, for example, expressed a poignant call for us to
 

Zoom in on a picture but know
in the real world nature has
a higher resolution than any screen.

Look up to the trees, to the branches and leaves.
Notice the veins that weave
across the surface like a thread,
unravelling like a map to the road ahead.

 
 
Some of the poems were forthright celebrations of nature and its constancy in our changing world, aligning closely with the sentiments of the Wordsworths – as Chloe Mackay wrote,

Year by year the fieldmice breed,
 
and green shoots sprout from every seed,
After all this trouble the birds still sing
Oh nature! what a marvellous thing.

field-mouse

It was fantastic to see this group of pupils enjoying and thinking carefully about their engagement with nature through the poetry and diaries of William and Dorothy Wordsworth. Our hope is that that is what these soundpieces of young people reading and discussing the work of the Wordsworths, and the enjoyment of nature, will encourage, along with the Wordsworth Trust’s work on Reimagining Wordsworth more broadly. In the accompanying soundpiece to this post, you can hear the students’ voices overlaid into a chorus, with the sound of a river bubbling in the background, an apt accompaniment to a poem that celebrates the importance of nature. Young people today can still get a lot out of both poetry and nature, as illustrated by the poems these year ten students produced at the Wordsworth Trust. It is with one of these poems that I will end, written by Elspeth Leslie, and again dealing with the intersection of nature and technology:
 

Eyes fixated on a glaring screen
human turning into robots,     
surviving on wifi and phone signal,
they come alive as their
battery dies.

If you only looked up just
long enough to see the
mesmerising beauty of shimmering
lakes and the staggering
beauty of the mountains
rising, breathtakingly from
the ground.

The moment ends as the
addictive phone looms
up from the pocket and
snaps the ‘insta worthy’
shot. #beautifulview.

 You can read more about the project and hear the first instalment of the sound pieces here . Keep an eye out for part three, coming soon!
 
Thanks go to the following people, without whom this project would not have been possible: Lucy Stone, Michael Rossington, Sarah Rylance and Evie Hill (Newcastle University), Jeff Cowton, Bernadette Calvey, Melissa Mitchell, and Susan Allen (Wordsworth Trust), Tracey Messenger, Helen Robinson, and the Students of Keswick School, Deirdre Wildy (Queen’s University Belfast), Robert Macfarlane, sound artists Conor Caldwell (Queen’s University Belfast) and Danny Diamond, and project leaders Jemima Short and Kate Sweeney.

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by Edward Platten   When the American poet and essayist, Ralph Waldo Emerson, travelled to Great Britain, he met the two poets whose collaborative work Lyrical Ballads has been said to have begun a new age of poetry. The Romantic movement, though it can also be said to have started a while before, certainly rose to prominence […]

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by Gareth Evans Following six months of settled living with his sister Dorothy, one May morning William Wordsworth left Dove Cottage with his brother John to walk through Yorkshire.  Separated from her brothers in early childhood only to be permanently reunited as adults, an understandably emotional Dorothy found ways of coping with what was clearly […]

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The winners of the 2018 Wordsworth birthday poem competition

We had another wonderful set of entries this year, on the subject of ‘The child is father of the man’.  We’d like to thank Fiona Sampson, the poet and acclaimed author of The Girl who Wrote Frankenstein, for being this year’s judge, and for very kindly donating two copies of her book to the winner […]

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The 2018 Wordsworth birthday poem competition

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If you’ve been following the blog for a while, you’ll know we run a poetry competition for Wordsworth’s birthday every year. You can read the winning poems from 2017 here.
This year’s theme is ‘The child is father of the man’ – a reference to the famous phrase in Wordsworth’s poem ‘My heart leaps up’, and is a reference to the fact that childhood experiences shape our later lives:

My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die!
The Child is father of the Man;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.

 We’re inviting short unpublished poems on this theme – either about the idea in general, or a particular example in your own life, or that you have observed. The poems must be no longer than 140 words (words, not characters). You can also submit up to three poems. Entries must be in by 4pm on March 30th.
We are delighted that celebrated writer and poet Fiona Sampson will be judging the competition this year. She is the author of the acclaimed new biography In Search of Mary Shelley: The Girl who Wrote Frankenstein (you can read Fiona’s blog for us here).
She has also kindly donated copies of the book for the winner and runner-up.
Sampson
Send your entries to Catherine Harland, C.Harland@wordsworth.org.uk, by 4pm on Friday 30th March. The winners will be announced on William’s birthday, April 7th.
Good luck!

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by Lucy Stone   ‘It feels as if you’re, when you speak it, as if you’re dancing and swaying in the wind, as if the daffodils were’, one year ten pupil from Keswick School observed, when asked how she felt reading I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud for the sound project Re-Imagining the Wordsworths, a collaboration […]

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by Don Oldham In the summer of 1819 a moderately successful landscape painter and his ailing wife took a small cottage in Hampstead, then a village to the north of London. The couple were looking for more amenable summer surroundings than their house in Charlotte Street, central London offered, hoping this would contribute to an […]

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by Miranda Seymour Any study of the lives of Lord Byron’s wife and daughter points towards one inescapable conclusion: the enduring power of Byron’s personality. Annabella Milbanke married Byron in January 1815. Ada, born towards the end of their first turbulent year as a married couple, was only a few weeks old when Lady Byron […]

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01.05.2018

Spring shoots and green peas: the Wordsworths and their kitchen garden

by Gareth Evans Following six months of settled living with his sister Dorothy, one May morning William Wordsworth left Dove Cottage with his brother John to walk through Yorkshire.  Separated from her brothers in early childhood only to be permanently reunited as adults, an understandably emotional Dorothy found ways of coping with what was clearly […]

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07.04.2018

The winners of the 2018 Wordsworth birthday poem competition

We had another wonderful set of entries this year, on the subject of ‘The child is father of the man’.  We’d like to thank Fiona Sampson, the poet and acclaimed author of The Girl who Wrote Frankenstein, for being this year’s judge, and for very kindly donating two copies of her book to the winner […]

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Join us in the Big Wordsworth Bonanza

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by Jenny Uglow
I know it’s almost three years away – or only three years away – but 7 April 2020 is the 250th anniversary of Wordsworth’s birth, and the Wordsworth Trust want to celebrate it in style. There will be conferences, parties, walks on fells, radio and television programmes readings among daffodils, on Westminster Bridge – and wherever you can think of. We’ve even got hopes of ‘Romantics’ stamps, though nothing may come of this! So this is an invitation to all Wordsworth fans, and everyone interested in the Romantics, to join in looking ahead, planning, getting together with ideas world-wide.
RIww 2
 
No one ‘owns’ a great poet, and the Wordsworth Trust (where I’m a Trustee) is far from being the only group who want to mark this anniversary. However, it seemed a good idea to post something to tell you what we’re thinking. A small team has gathered, co-ordinated by Simon Bainbridge of Lancaster University, and including the Wordsworth family, the Wordsworth Trust, the team at Rydal Mount and the National Trust, who run Wordsworth’s House in Cockermouth. In time, there will be a separate website for Wordsworth 250, which will publicise all the events. Your ideas are welcome!
RIWW
In Grasmere itself, the Wordsworth Trust has plans to enhance the site at Town End, with Dove Cottage at its heart. In a project called ‘Reimagining Wordsworth’, the Trust will re-design the Wordsworth Museum for the first time in over thirty years, refurbishing its galleries to show Wordsworth’s manuscripts in fresh and exciting ways. Visitors will ‘step back in time’, and see Dove Cottage as the Wordsworths would have known it, and new research will mean that Dove Cottage garden, which William and Dorothy loved, has the right plants for the date. Parts of the site will be opened up, so that we can enjoy the green spaces and the views, and there will be new opportunities for children to play, and for visitors to rest and look – and write. Wordsworth’s poetry will come to life for the 21st century.
RIWW 3
This is a huge venture, and it should be a joyous transformation.
The Heritage Lottery Fund has committed £4 million to the project, but to unlock this funding, the Wordsworth Trust must raise a further £1 million by March 2018. We are planning Wordsworth and poetry-themed auctions in 2018 and 2019, but our urgent need now is to meet this target. You can find out more about the project and how to support it by visiting the new Reimagining Wordsworth website.
In short – forgetting money for the moment – this is a really exciting time for all Wordsworth fans, the start of great things. Do please get involved – we would love to hear from you.
 
Jenny Uglow’s latest book is In These Times: Living in Britain through Napoleon’s Wars, 1793-1815. She is a Trustee of the Wordsworth Trust.Jenny Uglow
 
 

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by Edward Platten   When the American poet and essayist, Ralph Waldo Emerson, travelled to Great Britain, he met the two poets whose collaborative work Lyrical Ballads has been said to have begun a new age of poetry. The Romantic movement, though it can also be said to have started a while before, certainly rose to prominence […]

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by Lucy Stone   ‘It feels as if you’re, when you speak it, as if you’re dancing and swaying in the wind, as if the daffodils were’, one year ten pupil from Keswick School observed, when asked how she felt reading I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud for the sound project Re-Imagining the Wordsworths, a collaboration […]

Read More
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by Don Oldham In the summer of 1819 a moderately successful landscape painter and his ailing wife took a small cottage in Hampstead, then a village to the north of London. The couple were looking for more amenable summer surroundings than their house in Charlotte Street, central London offered, hoping this would contribute to an […]

Read More
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'A deep Romantic chasm': exploring the valley where Coleridge wrote Kubla Khan

by Peter Fiennes   It interests me, the idea that the spirit of a person lingers in a place long after they are gone. You can feel them in their homes, soon after they’ve died (or after they’ve left – we don’t have to kill them off…), although you could say that what we’re sensing […]

Read More
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by Miranda Seymour Any study of the lives of Lord Byron’s wife and daughter points towards one inescapable conclusion: the enduring power of Byron’s personality. Annabella Milbanke married Byron in January 1815. Ada, born towards the end of their first turbulent year as a married couple, was only a few weeks old when Lady Byron […]

Read More
01.05.2018

Spring shoots and green peas: the Wordsworths and their kitchen garden

by Gareth Evans Following six months of settled living with his sister Dorothy, one May morning William Wordsworth left Dove Cottage with his brother John to walk through Yorkshire.  Separated from her brothers in early childhood only to be permanently reunited as adults, an understandably emotional Dorothy found ways of coping with what was clearly […]

Read More
16.04.2018

The Gravestone of John Keats: Romancing the Stone

by Ian Reynolds   John Keats died in Rome aged twenty-five on February 23rd, 1821 and is buried at the Cemitero Acattolico—the so-called Protestant Cemetery in Rome (1). Two years later, in the early spring of 1823 his gravestone with epitaph was finally laid at his burial site. (2) Much has been documented about Keats’s […]

Read More
07.04.2018

The winners of the 2018 Wordsworth birthday poem competition

We had another wonderful set of entries this year, on the subject of ‘The child is father of the man’.  We’d like to thank Fiona Sampson, the poet and acclaimed author of The Girl who Wrote Frankenstein, for being this year’s judge, and for very kindly donating two copies of her book to the winner […]

Read More

Discovering Mary Wordsworth through her letters

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by Nicole Jacobsen
As an intern primarily focused on the curatorial aspects of the Wordsworth Trust, I have the opportunity to work hands-on with many of the Trust’s manuscripts. During the past two months, I have been involved in a project to locate and transcribe all of Mary Wordsworth’s unpublished letters in our collection. The Jerwood Centre’s collection includes over 500 of her manuscripts, so the search has been quite a treasure hunt. I feel much better acquainted with Mary, her life, and personality after having read through and carefully copied over the writing of many of these letters.

Portrait of Mary Wordsworth, Margaret Gillies, 1839. (On display in Dove Cottage.)

Portrait of Mary Wordsworth, Margaret Gillies, 1839. (On display in Dove Cottage.)


In the context of writings about the Wordsworth family, Mary often seems like a secondary character, someone who happened upon the literary genius of William and the passionate perceptiveness of Dorothy and never made a name for herself outside of her husband’s fame. In reading her letters, however, it becomes quite apparent that though her ambition was not to become a well-known figure in the poetic circles of the day, she succeeded as a self-sufficient and capable woman who always kept her family as her first priority.
Mary’s letters reveal much about her concerns and preoccupations. When writing to William, a tender affection and feeling of partnership shines through her even scrawl. Because she only wrote to him while he was away, her longing and the pain of separation is a major theme of these letters. Her willingness to sacrifice for the good of others is evident when she gives William permission to extend his journey: ‘particularly if your keeping to your time is to cost much pain to others, give it up for a short while longer.’ She often writes with tenderness about her children and her concerns for them, this motherly instinct extending to the last decade of her life, when she continues to ask after her grandchildren and influence the family relationships as a whole.
In order to complete a transcription, I first have to locate the letters which haven’t been transcribed, take care while handling them, and then meticulously read over the sometimes quite minuscule handwriting. In order to save on postage, words are crammed in wherever possible, often written in different directions on the same sheet of paper. After the first few letters, I started to notice patterns in her script which helped me decipher the trickier words.
An example of one of Mary’s letters—this one was easier to read than most.

An example of one of Mary’s letters—this one was easier to read than most.


One of the hardest aspects of letter transcription is making out smudged or otherwise difficult-to-read words on the page. As a twenty-first century American student, I live in a completely different frame of reference to Mary’s world in rural England more than two hundred years ago. Context clues are essential in discovering her intended meaning, but sometimes they aren’t enough. I often search several iterations of place names before stumbling across the Lake District landmark referred to in the letters.
For certain phrases, I will confirm my supposed reading through an internet search, sometimes discovering more information that adds richness to my understanding of Mary’s writing and relationships. For example, I recently came across a phrase that I read as ‘Castle of Indolence,’ certainly a dramatic way to refer to the family home! Context clues—her reference to Rydal Mount as ‘Idle Mount,’ and a self-mocking manner that seemed to highlight her insecurities about the lack of recent productivity coming from the poet’s household—made the phrase seem pertinent, but I looked up the phrase to be sure.
A letter from Mary to John Kenyon, the first to feature the phrases ‘Idle Mount’ and ‘Castle of Indolence.’

A letter from Mary to John Kenyon, the first to feature the phrases ‘Idle Mount’ and ‘Castle of Indolence.’


It turns out that Castle of Indolence was a poem published in 1748 by the Scottish poet James Thomson. In 1802, William published a poem entitled ‘Stanzas written in my Pocket-Copy of Thomson’s Castle of Indolence,’ confirming that the James Thomson and his poem must have been household names for the Wordsworths.
An edition of Castle of Indolence contemporary to the Wordsworths.

An edition of Castle of Indolence contemporary to the Wordsworths.


Discoveries like these fill out an image of Mary as a well-read and knowledgeable woman, able to keep up with her husband’s written work and often serving as his amanuensis—a literary assistant or scribe. Though Mary certainly valued learning and education, she also recognised the importance of balance. In a letter to her grandson Johnnie, she writes, ‘All work & no play makes – You know the Proverb – Besides I fear your too close confinement to your books may tell upon your health.’  The letters reveal a lighter side of Mary than what is portrayed in any of the stern portraits of her. In contrast to the passion and strong emotions of Dorothy, her wit and tenderness set her apart and give her personality that Wordsworth biographies often don’t explore with much depth.
Portrait of William and Mary Wordsworth, Margaret Gillies, 1839. (Replica on display in Dove Cottage.)

Portrait of William and Mary Wordsworth, Margaret Gillies, 1839. (Replica on display in Dove Cottage.)


I have enjoyed getting to know Mary Wordsworth as more than just William’s wife—her letters are a great resource to gain insight into her personality and individuality. It’s uncommon to be able to read intimate communications between close friends, and having access to the letters in the Wordsworth Trust collection is a valuable resource. Imagining what my own correspondence would reveal about my personality and character is a little daunting, but as I read and transcribe, I feel like Mary is allowing me a little glimpse into her mind and heart through the words on the page.
Letters on display in the Jerwood Centre

Letters on display in the Jerwood Centre


The letters that have been transcribed as part of this project are available to search and read at http://collections.wordsworth.org.uk/wtweb/home.asp?page=Letters%20search%20home and the books and letters pictured throughout the post are currently on display in the Jerwood Centre.
 
19429791_10212236809651857_7443609467718592027_nNicole Jacobsen is an intern from Brigham Young University (Utah), a native of California who is living and working in Grasmere for three months. As an intern, she works with the Trust’s main collections, as well as providing visitor services in Dove Cottage, the Wordsworth Museum and the shop. She is pursuing a double major (joint honours) in English Literature and French Studies.

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The enigma of Coleridge

by Edward Platten   When the American poet and essayist, Ralph Waldo Emerson, travelled to Great Britain, he met the two poets whose collaborative work Lyrical Ballads has been said to have begun a new age of poetry. The Romantic movement, though it can also be said to have started a while before, certainly rose to prominence […]

Read More
28.06.2018

Re-imagining the Wordsworths III: A host of daffodils, a host of words

by Lucy Stone   ‘It feels as if you’re, when you speak it, as if you’re dancing and swaying in the wind, as if the daffodils were’, one year ten pupil from Keswick School observed, when asked how she felt reading I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud for the sound project Re-Imagining the Wordsworths, a collaboration […]

Read More
14.06.2018

Keats and Constable in Hampstead: Could they have met?

by Don Oldham In the summer of 1819 a moderately successful landscape painter and his ailing wife took a small cottage in Hampstead, then a village to the north of London. The couple were looking for more amenable summer surroundings than their house in Charlotte Street, central London offered, hoping this would contribute to an […]

Read More
04.06.2018

'A deep Romantic chasm': exploring the valley where Coleridge wrote Kubla Khan

by Peter Fiennes   It interests me, the idea that the spirit of a person lingers in a place long after they are gone. You can feel them in their homes, soon after they’ve died (or after they’ve left – we don’t have to kill them off…), although you could say that what we’re sensing […]

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17.05.2018

The Byron effect

by Miranda Seymour Any study of the lives of Lord Byron’s wife and daughter points towards one inescapable conclusion: the enduring power of Byron’s personality. Annabella Milbanke married Byron in January 1815. Ada, born towards the end of their first turbulent year as a married couple, was only a few weeks old when Lady Byron […]

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01.05.2018

Spring shoots and green peas: the Wordsworths and their kitchen garden

by Gareth Evans Following six months of settled living with his sister Dorothy, one May morning William Wordsworth left Dove Cottage with his brother John to walk through Yorkshire.  Separated from her brothers in early childhood only to be permanently reunited as adults, an understandably emotional Dorothy found ways of coping with what was clearly […]

Read More
16.04.2018

The Gravestone of John Keats: Romancing the Stone

by Ian Reynolds   John Keats died in Rome aged twenty-five on February 23rd, 1821 and is buried at the Cemitero Acattolico—the so-called Protestant Cemetery in Rome (1). Two years later, in the early spring of 1823 his gravestone with epitaph was finally laid at his burial site. (2) Much has been documented about Keats’s […]

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07.04.2018

The winners of the 2018 Wordsworth birthday poem competition

We had another wonderful set of entries this year, on the subject of ‘The child is father of the man’.  We’d like to thank Fiona Sampson, the poet and acclaimed author of The Girl who Wrote Frankenstein, for being this year’s judge, and for very kindly donating two copies of her book to the winner […]

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Sounds of Wordsworth

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by Steven Matthews and Paul Whitty 
Steven Matthews, poet, and Paul Whitty, composer, share some insight into their exhibition ‘Sounds of Wordsworth’, which was on display at the Wordsworth Trust throughout June 2017.

Paul Whitty and Steven Matthews

Paul Whitty and Steven Matthews


This exhibition presented work from an on-going and evolving project to ‘map’ sounds in the landscape, as they continue at the sites where we know that Wordsworth was inspired to write poems. The shapes of the hills and mountains on the skyline in the Lake District continue to be very close to those which Wordsworth saw; similarly, the environmental sounds in the places he loved bear some proximity to the sounds he heard – sounds then registered in his poetry.
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Wordsworth sounds in the exhibition


The items included in the exhibition concentrated on the sounds of the rivers and streams around Grasmere with which Wordsworth was familiar. This booklet provides some reflection by the composer Paul Whitty, upon the experience of capturing these sounds at particular Wordsworthian locations. Part of our project is for both Paul and the poet Steven Matthews to create new work from their engagement with Wordsworth, sound, and the Lake District. The booklet also contains reflection upon Steven’s sequence made in response to Wordsworth, ‘The Stepping-Stones’.
If you would like to source some of the Exhibition materials you can do so via the following links…
Two of the films referred to in Paul’s and Steven’s pieces below can be accessed:
Duddon Valley, ‘The Stepping-Stones’:

Easedale:

A free-to-access Aporee sound map has been established for the project, which includes sounds not included in the Exhibition:
http://aporee.org/maps/projects/wordsworth
This website will be updated in future, with material from other important places relating to Wordsworth and sound.
 


 
Paul Whitty
Listening to the sounds of the Wordsworth’s rural everyday
Investigating everyday or quotidian sound has been an important part of my engagement with the sounding world since I began exploring ways in which it was possible to document everyday sounds through the Sound Diaries project – a long-term collaboration with artist Felicity Ford.
As part of this project I have explored the sounds of my kitchen; the sounding life of vending machines, airport luggage carousels and escalators. More recently I have been investigating the sounds of grassroots football and a field in the parish of Netherexe in Devon.
When Steven Matthews invited me to collaborate with him on a project exploring the soundscapes of the Wordsworth’s I was immediately fascinated at the prospect. On our first visit to Grasmere I spent time in the garden of Dove Cottage trying to capture the unique sounds of that space – as you would imagine many of the sounds that I heard were of the contemporary world – tyres on asphalt, mobile phones and the vibrations of passing air traffic. However, when we re-traced Wordsworth’s steps on the short walk to Easedale Tarn and as we left the world of the internal combustion engine behind there was a palpable sense of walking into a past soundscape – of walking into the soundscape of the Wordsworth’s.
 
The wind at Easedale Tarn
Easedale Tarn

Easedale Tarn


As part of this project I have so far visited Easedale Tarn on two occasions. On the first occasion the wind was creating ripples on the surface of the Tarn and these ripples made a delicate snapping sound as they came into contact with the rocks and pebbles on the shore. I made a recording of this with a hydrophone – an underwater microphone – and an ambient microphone so that I could capture, simultaneously, the uderwater sounds of the rippling surface of the Tarn and the calls of sheep on the surrounding hillside. On our second visit it was blustery and there was a storm approaching from the North. I could hear the fronds of some of the longer grasses brushing and tapping against each other in the wind and so I attached two small contact microphones to two grass stems and recorded the sound of the wind rushing through the grass.
 
Tumultuous waters at Greenhead Gill
Greenhead Gill

Greenhead Gill


The resounding tumult of the waters at Greenhead Gill creates a palpable physical space with a clearly defined boundary – defined by the presence and absence of the white noise of the fast moving waters. Standing on the edge of that boundary the listener is still aware of the sound of traffic on the A591 in the valley below and of sheep calling to each other across the hillside but once the threshold has been crossed all sound is set in relief against the relentless white noise of the waters. Stepping closer to the water I can hear a complexity in the sound. The ear seeks out the individual sounding moments that when combined create this resounding valley of noise. The composer Gyorgy Ligeti imagined and composed a music of micropolyphony in which each instrument in the orchestra sounded an individual part thereby creating a cloud of sounding activity. As you head further up the valley the micropolyphony of the rushing water becomes ever denser and more complex. I wonder if I could stay in this place for as long as it took to index every possible sounding event caused by water on stone. I make a series of recordings – some up close to an individual sounding event and others seeking to capture the resonance of the site.
 
Lost in the Duddon Valley
The Duddon Valley will not give up its secrets easily. It seems that the path we are seeking to follow has been washed away or covered by fallen trees. I listen to the water as it is channeled between the sheer granite of a gorge. I hear the wind in the trees as we move away from the river. The forest around us deadens the sound and silence becomes palapable – the air is still – vibration has ceased. We walk again towards the river through a landscape of felled trees. We find stepping stones thrown here by a storm perhaps or a surge upstream. I listen to the sound of the riverbank as grasses become sound-making objects activated by the wind and perhaps if I put my ear close enough I can hear the sound of water being absorbed by the moss that thrives and coats the rocks above the water line.
 
To find out more you can visit:
www.sound-diaries.co.uk
www.sonicartresearch.co.uk
 
Paul Whitty is a founder member of the SARU (Sonic Art Research Unit) at Oxford Brookes University who have generously supported the production of this exhibition.


 
Steven Matthews
 

 THE STEPPING-STONES

The water is wide, I cannot get o’er

I

STEP: weight moving

            forward two

feet evenly down

left arm

            out-arced

                        right out

like a bird

wild on the wing

a mind fulcrums:

the sky, the hills, the

            rushing speaking waters

the body offering from

            itself poised piercing into

                        hollow space

II

STEP: right knee bent,

            left foot held in air

trying to reach ahead

the interspace spanned

            left to right

foot joined

the body flirts

            with motion

with shrill space

            forward backward

backward forward

            still moves

air’s kiss over

            the thrilling clamouring

III

STEP: the mechanism exposed

hammers to pluck

strings

hitting

wood

as they articulate

            these blasted

remaining forms

don’t say intervals

don’t do transitions

don’t move me through space so

            I can’t see the bottom

here forever

            no Delian diver

IV

STEP: the next interspace greater,

            the arms raised higher

the whole body from the ground

                        leaps still gliding

            until the next rock

gives itself to the forefoot

the boy toddles towards

                        the zone of stones

and takes his leave

of surety

the old man totters,

arcing his stick across

the vocal torrential space

            and onto the far bank

V

STEP: step step

            the arms smooth bows

eyes held at

            the near stones tick tack

                        toe to

the bank

clatter-roll of stone into

chalked square

            hop-as-high-

as-you-can

and bob-a-foot

and boys,

girls singing-clapping

Bye Baby Bunting

VI

STEP: as you step, pause,

            step, pause,

eyes ahead,

            arms as wings

finding your

direct way

            what you do not look to

is the future arriving

            back to you

from the other bank

waters chanting athwart,

            your future

before you set out

            from your past

REFLECTIONS ON ‘THE STEPPING-STONES’
My six 14 line poems present a set of variations on the theme of Wordsworth’s 34 poems known as the ‘River Duddon Sonnets’. In particular, they respond to Wordsworth’s two sonnets in that sequence, themselves about stepping-stones which cross that river.
Wordsworth’s two ‘stepping-stones’ poems, like the rest of his sequence, meditate upon the course of our lives, from childhood to old age. The second poem enacts a kind of courting ritual dance. We watch two lovers playing back and forth, as they offer and withdraw their hands to their partner between the stones. These two Wordsworth sonnets, in other words, think about the passage across the river as a kind of passage through lived time. We are given a sense of these events happening in a specific place, with its specific sounds and sights, in words that suggest often a mixture of the two senses. The Duddon is ‘loud’, ‘fierce’, ‘wild’ ‘dizzy’; we hear ‘utterances’, the noise of a ‘clap’.
In fact, a key aspect of the ‘River Duddon Sonnets’ is how their liveliness – the energy of the river and so of the poems – depends on sound. There are roughly 60 ‘sound words’ in the 34 poems, and part of the way Wordsworth connects the poems, beyond their repeated pentameter rhyming form, is through the recurrence of the same ‘sound word’ from poem to poem. ‘Blast’, ‘hum’ roar’, ‘chant’, ‘voice’, even ‘silence’, come back across the sequence.
My variation on the Wordsworth sonnets absorbs some of these words about the Duddon, as well as other words spurred in him by this special place. But it also responds to the fact that our contemporary sense of time is very different from his. His swirling but regular rhymed lines reflect the continuity and brevity of life. Our sense of time is more complex and precarious and vulnerable, and my poems, although they retain the ’14 line’ structure of Wordsworth’s, also include that idea of the uncertainty we now all feel in time and across our lives.
Poetry itself plays variations with time and timing. Poetry can slow the world down, accelerate it. My idea is that stepping-stones, where we feel exposed, in danger of toppling, unclear as to the strength of our foot-hold, offer a good image (as they did differently to Wordsworth), for our relation to the world. Everything is slowed, we become more aware of our movements, of the need to balance, of the physical forces in the world which both support us, but threaten to tip us over.
When writing the 6 poems, I had in mind those sequences of photos of people moving, by the nineteenth-century Anglo-American photographer Eadward Muybridge. These are photo sequences where we watch, as, from frame to frame, slight progression is mapped. In fact Muybridge has a sequence of 36 pictures showing a model ‘Jumping from stone to stone across a brook’. When writing these poems, and thinking about movement in time, I also had in mind recent science, which has altered our perception of who we are: the idea that any movement, even that of a thrown ball, always has its destination ‘in mind’. Objects, atoms, like humans, have a destination as they move, their future is already paradoxically a part of their past.
My variations on Wordsworth’s sonnets are aimed, then, to lay bare these issues, to expose the mechanisms within and behind our stepping across our lives. They also take into themselves a further aspect of Wordsworth’s poetic ideas. In Book One of his autobiographical epic, The Prelude, the poet tells how his inspiration to write is derived from the sounds of the river he heard as a young child, and how those sounds ‘loved | To blend…with my nurse’s song.’ These new poems in response to Wordsworth take up that strain, themselves blending lines from lullabies which Wordsworth’s nurse might well have sung him into their texture.
The Greek philosopher Heraclitus, who famously told us that we could not step into the same river twice, was also famously cryptic. When Socrates was handed the work of Heraclitus he said that ‘it would take a Delian diver to get to the bottom of it’ – divers from Delos being well known for their risk-taking and underwater stamina. These new poems try to take on the enigmas we are faced with, drawing on Wordsworth’s inspiration to do so.
 
Steven Matthews is a poet, and Professor in English Literature at the University of Reading. 

15.07.2018

The enigma of Coleridge

by Edward Platten   When the American poet and essayist, Ralph Waldo Emerson, travelled to Great Britain, he met the two poets whose collaborative work Lyrical Ballads has been said to have begun a new age of poetry. The Romantic movement, though it can also be said to have started a while before, certainly rose to prominence […]

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28.06.2018

Re-imagining the Wordsworths III: A host of daffodils, a host of words

by Lucy Stone   ‘It feels as if you’re, when you speak it, as if you’re dancing and swaying in the wind, as if the daffodils were’, one year ten pupil from Keswick School observed, when asked how she felt reading I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud for the sound project Re-Imagining the Wordsworths, a collaboration […]

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14.06.2018

Keats and Constable in Hampstead: Could they have met?

by Don Oldham In the summer of 1819 a moderately successful landscape painter and his ailing wife took a small cottage in Hampstead, then a village to the north of London. The couple were looking for more amenable summer surroundings than their house in Charlotte Street, central London offered, hoping this would contribute to an […]

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04.06.2018

'A deep Romantic chasm': exploring the valley where Coleridge wrote Kubla Khan

by Peter Fiennes   It interests me, the idea that the spirit of a person lingers in a place long after they are gone. You can feel them in their homes, soon after they’ve died (or after they’ve left – we don’t have to kill them off…), although you could say that what we’re sensing […]

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17.05.2018

The Byron effect

by Miranda Seymour Any study of the lives of Lord Byron’s wife and daughter points towards one inescapable conclusion: the enduring power of Byron’s personality. Annabella Milbanke married Byron in January 1815. Ada, born towards the end of their first turbulent year as a married couple, was only a few weeks old when Lady Byron […]

Read More
01.05.2018

Spring shoots and green peas: the Wordsworths and their kitchen garden

by Gareth Evans Following six months of settled living with his sister Dorothy, one May morning William Wordsworth left Dove Cottage with his brother John to walk through Yorkshire.  Separated from her brothers in early childhood only to be permanently reunited as adults, an understandably emotional Dorothy found ways of coping with what was clearly […]

Read More
16.04.2018

The Gravestone of John Keats: Romancing the Stone

by Ian Reynolds   John Keats died in Rome aged twenty-five on February 23rd, 1821 and is buried at the Cemitero Acattolico—the so-called Protestant Cemetery in Rome (1). Two years later, in the early spring of 1823 his gravestone with epitaph was finally laid at his burial site. (2) Much has been documented about Keats’s […]

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07.04.2018

The winners of the 2018 Wordsworth birthday poem competition

We had another wonderful set of entries this year, on the subject of ‘The child is father of the man’.  We’d like to thank Fiona Sampson, the poet and acclaimed author of The Girl who Wrote Frankenstein, for being this year’s judge, and for very kindly donating two copies of her book to the winner […]

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The 2017 Wordsworth birthday poetry competition

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If you’ve been following the blog for a while, you’ll remember we ran a poetry competition for Wordsworth’s birthday last year. It was a great success, and you can read the winning poems here.
In fact, it was such a great success we’re doing it again!

So how does it work?
This year’s theme is ‘Spots of time’ – a reference to the famous phrase in The Prelude where Wordsworth talks about moments of special intensity that live in the memory and shape our lives.

There are in our existence spots of time,
That with distinct pre-eminence retain
A renovating virtue, whence – depressed 
By false opinion and contentious thought,
Or aught of heavier or more deadly weight,
In trivial occupations, and the round
Of ordinary intercourse – our minds
Are nourished and invisibly repaired.

We’re inviting short unpublished poems on this theme – either about the idea of ‘spots of time’ in general, or a particular example in your own life, or that you have observed. As this is a Twitter-inspired competition, the poems must be no longer than 140 words (definitely words, not characters). You can also submit up to three poems.
We are delighted that celebrated author, critic and historian, Jenny Uglow, who is also a Wordsworth Trust trustee, will be judging the competition this year. There will be book prizes for the winner and runner-up:

Byrons Women

Alex Larman’s acclaimed book Byron’s Women, described by the Guardian as “no ordinary biography” and by the Times as “a radical questioning of the conventional swashbuckling Byronic stance”.

DeQ
And Frances Wilson’s Guilty Thing: The life of Thomas De Quincey, which is a dynamic and unique biography of the most mysterious member of the Wordsworth circle and the last of the Romantics.

Many thanks to Alex and to Bloomsbury for the copies of the books.
Send your entries to Catherine Harland, C.Harland@wordsworth.org.uk, by Tuesday 4th April. Thank you, Catherine, for handling the emails.

Good luck!

15.07.2018

The enigma of Coleridge

by Edward Platten   When the American poet and essayist, Ralph Waldo Emerson, travelled to Great Britain, he met the two poets whose collaborative work Lyrical Ballads has been said to have begun a new age of poetry. The Romantic movement, though it can also be said to have started a while before, certainly rose to prominence […]

Read More
28.06.2018

Re-imagining the Wordsworths III: A host of daffodils, a host of words

by Lucy Stone   ‘It feels as if you’re, when you speak it, as if you’re dancing and swaying in the wind, as if the daffodils were’, one year ten pupil from Keswick School observed, when asked how she felt reading I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud for the sound project Re-Imagining the Wordsworths, a collaboration […]

Read More
14.06.2018

Keats and Constable in Hampstead: Could they have met?

by Don Oldham In the summer of 1819 a moderately successful landscape painter and his ailing wife took a small cottage in Hampstead, then a village to the north of London. The couple were looking for more amenable summer surroundings than their house in Charlotte Street, central London offered, hoping this would contribute to an […]

Read More
04.06.2018

'A deep Romantic chasm': exploring the valley where Coleridge wrote Kubla Khan

by Peter Fiennes   It interests me, the idea that the spirit of a person lingers in a place long after they are gone. You can feel them in their homes, soon after they’ve died (or after they’ve left – we don’t have to kill them off…), although you could say that what we’re sensing […]

Read More
17.05.2018

The Byron effect

by Miranda Seymour Any study of the lives of Lord Byron’s wife and daughter points towards one inescapable conclusion: the enduring power of Byron’s personality. Annabella Milbanke married Byron in January 1815. Ada, born towards the end of their first turbulent year as a married couple, was only a few weeks old when Lady Byron […]

Read More
01.05.2018

Spring shoots and green peas: the Wordsworths and their kitchen garden

by Gareth Evans Following six months of settled living with his sister Dorothy, one May morning William Wordsworth left Dove Cottage with his brother John to walk through Yorkshire.  Separated from her brothers in early childhood only to be permanently reunited as adults, an understandably emotional Dorothy found ways of coping with what was clearly […]

Read More
16.04.2018

The Gravestone of John Keats: Romancing the Stone

by Ian Reynolds   John Keats died in Rome aged twenty-five on February 23rd, 1821 and is buried at the Cemitero Acattolico—the so-called Protestant Cemetery in Rome (1). Two years later, in the early spring of 1823 his gravestone with epitaph was finally laid at his burial site. (2) Much has been documented about Keats’s […]

Read More
07.04.2018

The winners of the 2018 Wordsworth birthday poem competition

We had another wonderful set of entries this year, on the subject of ‘The child is father of the man’.  We’d like to thank Fiona Sampson, the poet and acclaimed author of The Girl who Wrote Frankenstein, for being this year’s judge, and for very kindly donating two copies of her book to the winner […]

Read More

Women of Worth

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by Corinne Bird
When the opportunity arose to create an exhibition in the Jerwood Centre in honour of International Women’s Day on Wednesday 8 March, I was thrilled. As a Women’s Studies minor, I love learning about, and helping others learn about, women whom history has forgotten. In my Women’s Studies classes, we learn that history often chooses to ignore the contributions that many women have made to society. Recent efforts to recognise these women are extremely important in helping modern women gain the respect they deserve for their intellects, talents, and contributions to society.
As my co-curators (Poppy and Katherine, Collections Trainees) and I searched the Wordsworth Trust archives for women to highlight, we came across a book entitled Women of Worth: A Book for Girls. Published anonymously in 1863, it contains a series of biographies of a wide range of exemplary women. The book seemed perfect, with an empowering message in big, bold letters on its front cover. Yet, upon further inspection, we discovered that many of the women were featured for their meek attitude and willingness to help their husband succeed. Therefore, we decided to use this book as the centrepiece of our display, but, instead, highlight relatively unknown women for their contributions to the world of literature and art, seeking to recognise the women whom history has forgotten.

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The Curators: Katherine, Poppy and Corinne


There were many contenders in the Trust’s collection —poets, writers, artists, playwrights, reformers, sculptors, photographers across time. It was tough to choose from among all these incredible women! It was also difficult to select artefacts for display that would tell their story, and help people connect to them. After much deliberation, we decided on women whose lives and related objects tell the story of talented women who defied societal expectations. To find out more about these ‘women of worth’, please read on…
 
Anna Laetitia Barbauld
Anna Laetitia Barbauld (1743-1825) was a respected literary figure during her day. However, she eventually lost her status among her peers because her poem, Eighteen Hundred and Eleven (1812), criticised the Napoleonic War.
Society felt that a woman did not have a right to criticise the actions of her country. Barbauld’s outspokenness was an uncommon characteristic of a woman, so society shunned her, and she disappeared from literary history. Lucy Aikin, Barbauld’s niece, published a collection of Barbauld’s poems and, in the memoir, called her a “conscientious patriot” in an attempt to stop the critics. In the late twentieth century, feminist critics rediscovered Barbauld, and she is slowly regaining the recognition that she deserves as a leading Romantic writer.
The Works of Anna Letitia Barbauld

The Works of Anna Letitia Barbauld


 
Lady Beresford and Emily Genevieve
Lady Beresford and Emily Genevieve are two talented artists who, like many others, have sadly become lost in history. We felt compelled to feature these two women; their paintings of the local landscape reminded us of the beauty outside our front door in Grasmere.
Records reveal that Lady Beresford, born Harriet Schutz (1788-1860), was married to prominent soldier and politician, Lord George Beresford; however, she fled from the unhappy marriage and devoted herself to painting. She studied under esteemed English watercolour painters William Payne and John Varley yet she is rarely studied in her own right.
There does not appear to be any biographical information for Emily Genevieve. The drawings on display suggest that these two artists had a strong connection to the landscape of the Lake District. Genevieve’s drawing highlights the power and rhythm of the natural world, whilst Lady Beresford’s watercolour depicts the rich colours and serenity of the local environment. The works of Lady Beresford and Emily Genevieve offer us glimpses of the talented women behind them, but we know of their personal lives.

Lady Beresford, Rydal Water, undated (c.1820s)


 
Sara Coleridge
Although she is perhaps more well-known than the other women, Sara Coleridge is often only recognised for being the daughter of the great Romantic poet Samuel Taylor Coleridge. However, Sara was an extremely talented scholar, writer, and translator who deserves to be celebrated in her own right.
In 1837, Sara published Phantasmion, a fairy tale and early example of fantasy literature that is said to have inspired J.R.R. Tolkien. Furthermore, Sara was proficient in six languages: she published translations of Dobrizhoffer, which earned her £113—an impressive sum for any profession at that time. When discussing his sister, Hartley Coleridge stated, “. . . she inherited more of her father, than either of [her brothers]; and that not only in the amount but in the quality of her powers.”
We chose to feature Sara because we are always looking for new ways to shine a light upon the inner lives of the women of the Wordsworth circle—a circle that is very much preoccupied with the achievements and the legacy of men, while the women, like Sara Coleridge, stand silently brilliant in the background.
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Page of Phantasmion by Sara Coleridge


 
International Women’s Day is a great occasion that helps us celebrate the contributions of women, but this should not take place once a year. We should constantly search for women who have gone unnoticed and give them the recognition that they deserve. Working on this project has helped me gain a better appreciation for the women who defied societal expectation, and I have come to the realisation that celebrating past women’s accomplishments makes modern accomplishments possible.
If you are interested in learning more about more ‘women of worth’, follow @WordsworthTrust on Twitter to learn more about the women in the Wordsworth Trust collection. You can also use our online collections search to read transcriptions of a vast selection of womens’ letters from our archive (http://collections.wordsworth.org.uk/wtweb/home.asp?page=Letters%20search%20home).
8.CorinneBird
Corinne Bird is an Intern from Brigham Young University (Utah), who is living and working in Grasmere for three months. Currently, she is majoring in history with minors in political science and women’s studies.

15.07.2018

The enigma of Coleridge

by Edward Platten   When the American poet and essayist, Ralph Waldo Emerson, travelled to Great Britain, he met the two poets whose collaborative work Lyrical Ballads has been said to have begun a new age of poetry. The Romantic movement, though it can also be said to have started a while before, certainly rose to prominence […]

Read More
28.06.2018

Re-imagining the Wordsworths III: A host of daffodils, a host of words

by Lucy Stone   ‘It feels as if you’re, when you speak it, as if you’re dancing and swaying in the wind, as if the daffodils were’, one year ten pupil from Keswick School observed, when asked how she felt reading I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud for the sound project Re-Imagining the Wordsworths, a collaboration […]

Read More
14.06.2018

Keats and Constable in Hampstead: Could they have met?

by Don Oldham In the summer of 1819 a moderately successful landscape painter and his ailing wife took a small cottage in Hampstead, then a village to the north of London. The couple were looking for more amenable summer surroundings than their house in Charlotte Street, central London offered, hoping this would contribute to an […]

Read More
04.06.2018

'A deep Romantic chasm': exploring the valley where Coleridge wrote Kubla Khan

by Peter Fiennes   It interests me, the idea that the spirit of a person lingers in a place long after they are gone. You can feel them in their homes, soon after they’ve died (or after they’ve left – we don’t have to kill them off…), although you could say that what we’re sensing […]

Read More
17.05.2018

The Byron effect

by Miranda Seymour Any study of the lives of Lord Byron’s wife and daughter points towards one inescapable conclusion: the enduring power of Byron’s personality. Annabella Milbanke married Byron in January 1815. Ada, born towards the end of their first turbulent year as a married couple, was only a few weeks old when Lady Byron […]

Read More
01.05.2018

Spring shoots and green peas: the Wordsworths and their kitchen garden

by Gareth Evans Following six months of settled living with his sister Dorothy, one May morning William Wordsworth left Dove Cottage with his brother John to walk through Yorkshire.  Separated from her brothers in early childhood only to be permanently reunited as adults, an understandably emotional Dorothy found ways of coping with what was clearly […]

Read More
16.04.2018

The Gravestone of John Keats: Romancing the Stone

by Ian Reynolds   John Keats died in Rome aged twenty-five on February 23rd, 1821 and is buried at the Cemitero Acattolico—the so-called Protestant Cemetery in Rome (1). Two years later, in the early spring of 1823 his gravestone with epitaph was finally laid at his burial site. (2) Much has been documented about Keats’s […]

Read More
07.04.2018

The winners of the 2018 Wordsworth birthday poem competition

We had another wonderful set of entries this year, on the subject of ‘The child is father of the man’.  We’d like to thank Fiona Sampson, the poet and acclaimed author of The Girl who Wrote Frankenstein, for being this year’s judge, and for very kindly donating two copies of her book to the winner […]

Read More

A Month in Grasmere, with Wordsworthian Flowers

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by Brandon Chao-Chi Yen
 
It was on a cold January day that I travelled to Grasmere to start a residential fellowship jointly supported by the Wordsworth Trust and the British Association for Romantic Studies. My room was in one of the terrace houses at Town End. From my window, I enjoyed watching Dove Cottage: raindrops dancing on the soft ferns that grew on the stone wall, the yew tree in the front garden casting its broad shade when heaven smiled, and the clematis and rose vines on the whitewashed walls tracing out the variable evening moods. I enjoyed watching everything – the cottage, leaves, twigs, chimney ‘devils’, and Bracken Fell – waking up in the rippling blue light of the early mornings.

Shades of green at Dove Cottage

Shades of green at Dove Cottage


There weren’t many flowers when I arrived. Tufts of snowdrops were braving the cold weather on the Wordsworths’ graves in Grasmere Churchyard. A daisy or two decorated the garden behind Dove Cottage. But monotony had no place in this ‘little unsuspected paradise’. An infinite variety of greens reigned. From dark olive green to deep moss green, from pistachio to chartreuse, all shades of green were there on Dove Cottage’s sloping lawn. William referred to the garden as ‘our little domestic slip of mountain’. Dorothy called it the ‘very Mountains’ child’. The whole is now lovingly tended by the Head Gardener Sally Hall, with whom I worked on interpreting the garden, and from whom I learned so much about the plants and the surroundings.
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Brandon with Head Gardener Sally outside Dove Cottage


As I unearthed more literary flowers in the Jerwood Centre’s rich collection of manuscripts, flowers outside began to bloom. Winter aconites and more snowdrops appeared on the patch of land by the gate to the Daffodil Garden, near the gingerbread shop. Daffodil shoots poked up along the grey walls of St Oswald’s Church, some bursting into flowers impatiently. Crocuses and hellebores came to life in Dove Cottage’s side garden, which is planted with herbs and vegetables associated with Dorothy Wordsworth.
 
The contrapuntal dance of flowers real and literary was my greatest reward during my time in Grasmere.
 
The project I brought there – ‘Wordsworth’s Flowers’ – had been germinating for months. I had been to Edinburgh to research the Scottish zoologist Adam White’s album, which contains drawings, notes, and pressed flowers for his never-completed book, Weeds and Wild-Flowers Loved by Wordsworth. But it was in the Jerwood Centre that the project blossomed. It was there that I came across a precious thing I had looked for in vain at the National Library of Scotland: the lesser celandine that Wordsworth pressed and posted to Adam White.
The pressed celandine

The pressed celandine that Wordsworth sent to Adam White


Writing to White on 16 April 1846, Wordsworth revealed that it was the lesser celandine that was his favourite. (Thanks to the immense popularity of ‘I wandered lonely as a Cloud’, twenty-first-century readers often assume that his favourite was the daffodil!) With the letter, he sent a flower picked from the ‘Celandine Bank’ near Rydal Mount:

Dear Sir, I have great pleasure in complying with your request and herewith send you a specimen from a sunny slope within a few yards of my house which I call Celandine Bank it is so richly starred with that favourite plant of mine…

 
In Grasmere, I was able to pursue the lesser celandine and other Wordsworthian flowers beyond their literary lives. On a drizzly day, I stood in the nave of St Oswald’s Church, craning my neck to look at Wordsworth’s memorial tablet (designed by the Pre-Raphaelite sculptor Thomas Woolner and erected in 1851). On the white tablet are four flowers that carry Wordsworthian associations: the daffodil, the violet, the snowdrop, and the celandine. The first is immortalised, of course, in the poem celebrating the dancing daffodils on Ullswater, a poem that draws so wonderfully upon Dorothy Wordsworth’s prose in her journals. The violet famously appears in one of the Lucy poems: ‘A Violet by a mossy Stone, | Half-hidden from the Eye’. The snowdrop embodies ‘the Spirit of Paradise’ and is a ‘Child of Winter, prompting thoughts that climb | From desolation tow’rds the genial prime’. The celandine, as we have seen, was Wordsworth’s favourite: ‘There’s a flower that shall be mine, | ’Tis the little Celandine’.

Woolner's tablet

Woolner’s tablet at St Oswald’s Church in Grasmere


 
It is often pointed out that Woolner misrepresented the lesser celandine (Ficaria verna) as the greater celandine (Chelidonium majus). In 1882, Woolner came to his own defence: ‘I had no intention of representing the greater, that being a flower wholly unsuited to my purpose.’ Nevertheless, the flower on the memorial tablet bears a striking resemblance to the greater celandine.
 
In 1851, the year in which the Grasmere tablet was erected, Thomas Woolner also entered the competition for Wordsworth’s memorial statue in Westminster Abbey. The winning entry was by another sculptor, Frederick Thrupp. Thrupp’s work gives pride of place to the daisy, a flower associated with one of Wordsworth’s favourite poets, Robert Burns, as well as with his beloved brother John, who went down with the Earl of Abergavenny in Weymouth Bay in 1805.
 
Woolner’s design for the competition features another flower. Much to my surprise, I saw the central part of Woolner’s model for the competition sitting quietly in the Jerwood Centre’s Reading Room. Woolner’s Wordsworth holds a tiny flower in his left hand. The flower is difficult to identify, but an 1857 article explains that it was meant to be a lesser celandine: one of the figure’s hands is ‘resting easily upon the knee, and holding a flower of the small celandine – the other hand was locked in his breast, a favorite attitude with the poet.’
Woolner's sculpture in the Jerwood Centre

Woolner’s sculpture in the Jerwood Centre


 
Grasmere is teeming with memories of Wordsworth’s flowers, memories embodied in living plants, manuscripts, illustrations, sculptures, and pressed flowers, which Wordsworth’s son-in-law Edward Quillinan called the ‘Relics of Eden-land’. Being there enabled me to put together those relics and to regain, in my imagination, a paradise lost.
 
With the generous help of the staff at the Wordsworth Trust, I was able to assemble many precious ‘Relics of Eden-land’ for an exhibition at the Wordsworth Museum. Entitled Spirit of Paradise: Wordsworth’s Flowers, this exhibition will be open throughout March 2017. It features manuscripts, illustrations, old books, and pressed flowers, all of which shed new light on the Wordsworths’ connections with flowers. The visitor is encouraged to explore the marvellous garden at Dove Cottage, too.
 
Brandon Chao-Chi Yen holds a PhD from the University of Cambridge, where he worked on Wordsworth’s iconography. His research in Grasmere culminated in an exhibition on Wordsworth’s flowers at the Wordsworth Museum in March 2017. The texts and images in the exhibition, together with other primary materials, will appear in a book he is writing with Peter Dale. Entitled The Spirit of Paradise: Wordsworth’s Gardens and his Flowers, it will be published by Antique Collectors’ Club (ACC Art Books) in spring 2018. Brandon’s next major project – on Ireland and late Georgian imaginings of belonging – has earned him a Marie Skłodowska-Curie Fellowship.

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The enigma of Coleridge

by Edward Platten   When the American poet and essayist, Ralph Waldo Emerson, travelled to Great Britain, he met the two poets whose collaborative work Lyrical Ballads has been said to have begun a new age of poetry. The Romantic movement, though it can also be said to have started a while before, certainly rose to prominence […]

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by Lucy Stone   ‘It feels as if you’re, when you speak it, as if you’re dancing and swaying in the wind, as if the daffodils were’, one year ten pupil from Keswick School observed, when asked how she felt reading I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud for the sound project Re-Imagining the Wordsworths, a collaboration […]

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14.06.2018

Keats and Constable in Hampstead: Could they have met?

by Don Oldham In the summer of 1819 a moderately successful landscape painter and his ailing wife took a small cottage in Hampstead, then a village to the north of London. The couple were looking for more amenable summer surroundings than their house in Charlotte Street, central London offered, hoping this would contribute to an […]

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'A deep Romantic chasm': exploring the valley where Coleridge wrote Kubla Khan

by Peter Fiennes   It interests me, the idea that the spirit of a person lingers in a place long after they are gone. You can feel them in their homes, soon after they’ve died (or after they’ve left – we don’t have to kill them off…), although you could say that what we’re sensing […]

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The Byron effect

by Miranda Seymour Any study of the lives of Lord Byron’s wife and daughter points towards one inescapable conclusion: the enduring power of Byron’s personality. Annabella Milbanke married Byron in January 1815. Ada, born towards the end of their first turbulent year as a married couple, was only a few weeks old when Lady Byron […]

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Spring shoots and green peas: the Wordsworths and their kitchen garden

by Gareth Evans Following six months of settled living with his sister Dorothy, one May morning William Wordsworth left Dove Cottage with his brother John to walk through Yorkshire.  Separated from her brothers in early childhood only to be permanently reunited as adults, an understandably emotional Dorothy found ways of coping with what was clearly […]

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The Gravestone of John Keats: Romancing the Stone

by Ian Reynolds   John Keats died in Rome aged twenty-five on February 23rd, 1821 and is buried at the Cemitero Acattolico—the so-called Protestant Cemetery in Rome (1). Two years later, in the early spring of 1823 his gravestone with epitaph was finally laid at his burial site. (2) Much has been documented about Keats’s […]

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07.04.2018

The winners of the 2018 Wordsworth birthday poem competition

We had another wonderful set of entries this year, on the subject of ‘The child is father of the man’.  We’d like to thank Fiona Sampson, the poet and acclaimed author of The Girl who Wrote Frankenstein, for being this year’s judge, and for very kindly donating two copies of her book to the winner […]

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Behind Closed Doors: a month of maintenance and conservation at Dove Cottage

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For one month a year, in January, Dove Cottage is closed to the public. A small team of staff have just four weeks to carry out essential conservation and maintenance work on the fabric of this historic building and the precious objects it holds.  This year I worked with Mark Ward (Guide & Estates Worker) and Millie Taylor (Collections Trainee) to complete this important and complicated task.
We started on a dark Monday morning at the beginning of January and our first job was to remove the familiar domestic accessories that make Dove Cottage so homely – the cheery gingham curtains, the delicate china on Wordsworth’s washstand, the storage jars in the pantry, the brightly coloured rag rugs on the floor – as they all needed to be thoroughly and carefully, cleaned.

Assistant Curator Anna Szilagyi and Collections Trainee Millie Taylor packing away objects in the sitting room

Assistant Curator Anna Szilagyi and Collections Trainee Millie Taylor packing away objects in the sitting room

Cleaning some objects is hard physical work and it made us think about how women must have been very fit – and probably very tired – in the days before vacuum cleaners and other modern labour-saving devices.  The rag rugs all had to be beaten by hand in true old-fashioned style before I got to work with one of the blessings of twenty-first-century technology, the rug-cleaning machine.
Other objects require very delicate detailed cleaning, such as Wordsworth’s tea caddy (pictured below). The china, in particular, I treated extremely carefully, knowing that it had belonged to Wordsworth himself and is irreplaceable! The canopy of the four poster bed that William and his wife Mary shared also received very sensitive treatment; it was lifted off and laid on the floor so that Millie could clean the fabric, inch by inch by hand with a soft brush and the museum vacuum (a specialist low suction cleaner with netting over the nozzle to prevent anything being sucked up accidentally).

Volunteer Jessica Sneddon cleaning Wordsworth’s tea caddy

Volunteer Jessica Sneddon cleaning Wordsworth’s tea caddy


Next to be removed from their familiar places were the black metal fire fenders which, together with the fire places and the traditional kitchen range, all have to be black-leaded to keep them in top condition.  We use a modern lead-free graphite polish these days but it’s still a really dirty job which probably hasn’t changed much since the Wordsworths lived here.
Finally, all the pictures were taken off the walls so that they could receive specialist attention from the Curatorial team. They examine each one in minute detail and produce a detailed condition report for it; it is essential to monitor the condition of the paintings as they can be particularly affected by the temperature and humidity level fluctuations in the cottage.  Once they’ve done this each is given a gentle clean – the frames are dusted with a fluffy feather brush and the glass is polished with a soft cloth – before being wrapped and stored in a safe place until they are ready to be rehung at the end of the closed period.
Work in progress in the sitting room

Work in progress in the sitting room


With all the precious objects put out of harm’s way, and the cottage looking very bare and unfamiliar, Mark turned his attention to the fabric of the building itself. The chimneys were cleaned out (after jackdaws had tried to nest in them) and some small maintenance repairs were made, before each room was given a fresh coat of paint (in colours appropriate to Wordsworth’s time).
Many of the rooms in the cottage contain the wooden wall panelling fashionable in the eighteenth century, which all needs cleaning and buffing with heritage polish.  The wooden floors and the staircase are polished in the same way but because they are walked on by many thousands of visitors a year they need a more intensive treatment – not just one, but five layers of polish for each floor and the stairs too!  This was mostly buffed in with a machine before a final once over with a soft dry mop for a beautiful and evenly polished finished.  We were very thankful for Catherine Kay (Education Officer) for helping us with all of this.
All the chairs in Dove Cottage waiting for their annual polish

All the chairs in Dove Cottage waiting for their annual polish


In addition, every piece of wooden furniture was examined for damage, inspected for woodworm and polished – I had never realised just how many chairs there are in the cottage until now! We use a waxy wood polish for the furniture, applied by hand to all the nooks and crannies and then worked in with a soft cloth.  We went through five tins of polish but fortunately I love the wonderful old-fashioned clean smell it gave the whole house.
When everything has been cleaned and polished, and the repairs done to the building and its contents, everything was carefully put back in place for another year.  Gradually Dove Cottage takes on its familiar appearance as the gleaming furniture is returned to its usual position, pictures go back on the walls, and clean rugs are laid by the extra shiny fireplaces. This is when we can stand back and enjoy the results of all the hard work we’ve put in. We couldn’t help thinking that it was probably cleaner now than at any time when the Wordsworths were living here!

Dove Cottage houseplace, refreshed and ready for another busy year


After all their hard work we said goodbye to Mark and Millie, who are going on to pastures new, and we opened our doors again to our visitors.  We will clean the cottage every day throughout the year, knowing that we’ll be starting the whole maintenance and conservation process once again next January.
Hazel Clarke has worked at Dove Cottage for seven years and has been Senior Guide since 2014. She is responsible for the day-to-day running of the cottage, a varied role with tasks ranging from giving guided tours to ordering coal for the fire.  She also gives public talks as part of the events programme and hosts the popular Dove Cottage Tuesday series of fireside talks every winter.

15.07.2018

The enigma of Coleridge

by Edward Platten   When the American poet and essayist, Ralph Waldo Emerson, travelled to Great Britain, he met the two poets whose collaborative work Lyrical Ballads has been said to have begun a new age of poetry. The Romantic movement, though it can also be said to have started a while before, certainly rose to prominence […]

Read More
28.06.2018

Re-imagining the Wordsworths III: A host of daffodils, a host of words

by Lucy Stone   ‘It feels as if you’re, when you speak it, as if you’re dancing and swaying in the wind, as if the daffodils were’, one year ten pupil from Keswick School observed, when asked how she felt reading I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud for the sound project Re-Imagining the Wordsworths, a collaboration […]

Read More
14.06.2018

Keats and Constable in Hampstead: Could they have met?

by Don Oldham In the summer of 1819 a moderately successful landscape painter and his ailing wife took a small cottage in Hampstead, then a village to the north of London. The couple were looking for more amenable summer surroundings than their house in Charlotte Street, central London offered, hoping this would contribute to an […]

Read More
04.06.2018

'A deep Romantic chasm': exploring the valley where Coleridge wrote Kubla Khan

by Peter Fiennes   It interests me, the idea that the spirit of a person lingers in a place long after they are gone. You can feel them in their homes, soon after they’ve died (or after they’ve left – we don’t have to kill them off…), although you could say that what we’re sensing […]

Read More
17.05.2018

The Byron effect

by Miranda Seymour Any study of the lives of Lord Byron’s wife and daughter points towards one inescapable conclusion: the enduring power of Byron’s personality. Annabella Milbanke married Byron in January 1815. Ada, born towards the end of their first turbulent year as a married couple, was only a few weeks old when Lady Byron […]

Read More
01.05.2018

Spring shoots and green peas: the Wordsworths and their kitchen garden

by Gareth Evans Following six months of settled living with his sister Dorothy, one May morning William Wordsworth left Dove Cottage with his brother John to walk through Yorkshire.  Separated from her brothers in early childhood only to be permanently reunited as adults, an understandably emotional Dorothy found ways of coping with what was clearly […]

Read More
16.04.2018

The Gravestone of John Keats: Romancing the Stone

by Ian Reynolds   John Keats died in Rome aged twenty-five on February 23rd, 1821 and is buried at the Cemitero Acattolico—the so-called Protestant Cemetery in Rome (1). Two years later, in the early spring of 1823 his gravestone with epitaph was finally laid at his burial site. (2) Much has been documented about Keats’s […]

Read More
07.04.2018

The winners of the 2018 Wordsworth birthday poem competition

We had another wonderful set of entries this year, on the subject of ‘The child is father of the man’.  We’d like to thank Fiona Sampson, the poet and acclaimed author of The Girl who Wrote Frankenstein, for being this year’s judge, and for very kindly donating two copies of her book to the winner […]

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