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POEM
FOLLOWER-SEAMUS HEANEY
SEAMUS HEANEY
SEAMUS HEANEYIrish PoetBorn on 1939First book – “Eleven Poems” (1965)Awarded Nobel Prize in Literature (1995)Other works- “Selected poems 1965-1975”“Preoccupations: Selected prose 1968-1978”
My father worked with a horse plough,His shoulders globed like a full sail strung
Between the shafts and the furrow.The horses strained at his clicking tongue.
An expert. He would set the wingAnd fit the bright-pointed sock.
The sod rolled over without breaking.At the head rig, with a single pluck.
Of reins, the sweating team turned roundAnd back into the land. His eye
Narrowed and angled at the ground
Mapping the furrow exactly.
FOLLOWER
I stumbled in his hobnailed wake,Fell sometimes on the polished sod;Sometimes he rode me on his back
Dipping and rising to his plod.
I wanted to grow up and plough,To close one eye, stiffen my arm.
All I ever did was followIn his broad shadow around the farm.
I was a nuisance, tripping, falling,Yapping always. But today
It is my father who keeps stumblingBehind me, and will not go away.
DIFFICULT WORDSStrain-/ stein /-to show effects of worry or pressure.Sod-/sod/-a layer of earth with grass growing on it.Rein-/rein/-long narrow leather band that is fastened
around a horse’s neck to it.
HINTSThe speaker’s father was a farmer.
He was an expert in farming.
The speaker wanted to be like his father, a good farmer
DEVELOPING APPRECIATIONIMAGES
Simile
“His shoulders globed like a full sail strung”.
Rhyming words.
Plough – furrow.
Strung-Tongue.
Rhyming Scheme.
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