The world is too much wi’ us

All we want is to winnow
the weevils from the wheat—
and gi’e us some wood to whittle:
willow, wattle—wormwood will do.

Our Welshman Wes
wethers rams in all weathers,
whittles wonky whales,
wails Wordsworth willy-nilly.

Wes’ wanton wife Wren
(wild and warm!)
weaves withy wicker—
woof and warp.

Whacked and walloped I’ll be,
wincing for these wisecracks—
Wren is wonderful witty, but
Wes a wowser.

Please do come back tomorrow, when I’ll tackle the most difficult letter of all—X.

Poem title by William Wordsworth (1807). Photo by jordan besson on Pexels.com.


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8 Comments

      1. That’s very great! Woof and warp sound really interesting. We have ancient art of weaving in different medieval places in my country. We even have weaving expos!

        They are such great poets. 👍

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