Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ON PLOUGHING, by EVELYN D. BANGAY First Line: The slow shuttle of husbandry Last Line: Sweating for daily bread. Subject(s): Family Life; Plowing & Plowmen; Relatives | ||||||||
The slow shuttle of husbandry Has plodded up and down Till folds of tilth are lying In ripples of shining brown. The slow thoughts of my ancestry Are moving across my brain, Turning today's deeds under, Laying the old facts plain: How my father strode at his furrowing, My mother's father spun And worked in the mills of weaving; So the image of both is one ... The plough, horses and harnessing Weaving slow lines of thread: My grandfather and my father Sweating for daily bread. | Discover our poem explanations - click here!Other Poems of Interest...MY AUNT ELLA MAE by MICHAEL S. HARPER THE GOLDEN SHOVEL by TERRANCE HAYES LIZARDS AND SNAKES by ANTHONY HECHT THE BOOK OF A THOUSAND EYES: I LOVE by LYN HEJINIAN CHILD ON THE MARSH by ANDREW HUDGINS MY MOTHER'S HANDS by ANDREW HUDGINS PLAYING DEAD by ANDREW HUDGINS THE GLASS HAMMER by ANDREW HUDGINS INSECT LIFE OF FLORIDA by LYNDA HULL |
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