Some poets find that a new piece of work always begins in the same way, but for most of us different poems arrive along their own unique route. It can be a nugget of an idea that scratches in the mind, accumulating words and phrases the way a speck scratches in the oyster until it’s covered in nacre and becomes a pearl. Sometimes an idea flashes, and a poem writes itself. It can be an academic exercise, or an incredible flight of fancy. It can be inspired by another piece of writing, and that’s the experience of poet Jill Stanton Huxton of Buckingham.
When Wordsworth wrote his world famous poem about the daffodils, it was clearly based becoming
