The ebodiment of England
THE quiet village of Dymock in west Gloucestershire is most famous for two reasons: the swathes of wild, small daffodils that fill the fields and woods in spring and the so-called Dymock poets, who lived there in 1914 and left us a legacy of beautiful poetry.
Although peak daffodil time is late March, even when I visit in April, the transition to primroses, cowslips and bluebells). They wrote as The Georgian poets, adopting a simpler, more literal style than their Victorian predecessors, capturing the beauty, simplicity and honesty of rural life.
