Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MIDNIGHT AT THE FARM, by AUSTIN PHILIPS First Line: A distant sheep-dog barks: beyond the bank Last Line: Flung him, that gave and took, her blasphemies. Subject(s): Animals; Death; Farm Life; Dead, The; Agriculture; Farmers | ||||||||
A DISTANT sheep-dog barks: beyond the bank A panting engine vomits soot and spark, Toils to the level, hears its couplings clank, And burrows, shrieking, through the tunnelled dark. A brown thing buffets on the cheating pane, Wins through the lattice, suns itself, and lies Shrivelled and singed, with throbbing wings that stain The cloth to dusty yellow ere it dies. Late doves are calling there across the lane, And woo to gladness mid the orchard trees, Where yesternight a mother, mad and fain, Flung Him, that gave and took, her blasphemies. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...KICKING THE LEAVES by DONALD HALL THE FARMER'S BOY: WINTER by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD THE FARMER'S BOY: SPRING by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD THE FARMER'S BOY: SUMMER by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD THE FARMER'S BOY: AUTUMN by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD A BALLADE OF GREEN FIELDS; FOR F.W.M. by AUSTIN PHILIPS |
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