The poem
My father worked with a horse-plough, His shoulders globed like a full sail strung Between the shafts and the furrow. The horse strained at his clicking tongue.
An expert. He would set the wing And fit the bright steel-pointed sock. The sod rolled over without breaking. At the headrig, with a single pluck
Of reins, the sweating team turned round And back into the land. His eye Narrowed and angled at the ground, Mapping the furrow exactly.
I stumbled in his hob-nailed 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 follow In his broad shadow round the farm.
I was a nuisance, tripping, falling, Yapping always. But today It is my father who keeps stumbling Behind me, and will not go away.
i think that he is a very good poet and has inspired me to write poems!!
i have been inspired by his work he is a pro i love him
a poem which deals with chilhood memories is "follower" by seamus heaney. he uses such poetic techniques such as fiurative launguage, imagery and word choice to make the poem more vivid!
MY SCHOOL ESSAY GOOD ISNT IT? :D AVE GOT A PRELIM ON THS POEM
‘Follower’ by Seamus Heaney is a poem about the poet’s love and admiration for his father. It is also about the changes that occur between father and children as children move out from their parent’s shadow.
the poem is reaally heart warming and makes you build up these images that make you feel how the poet must of felt when they were writing it,if you really understand the meanig of it,it is really interesting to read.
sophie, i hope this essay doesnt ask you to analyse the poem.. stating generic poetic devices hardly stands as analysis.
Uhhh
This poem sucks.
Its trying to hard