Nature and Poetry

Wave upon wave like a sea’s green shallows
Breathing below.

Or perhaps his own high hopes had made
The wizened look tall.

Walking in the fields taking photos for the “Today” challenge, I suddenly saw the “waves” and the “sea’s green shallows”, and realised I’d never seen it like that before. Is it perhaps the value of poetry, that it lets you see things differently?

“A Failure” by C. Day-Lewis (p.9-10) (p.370-1).