Submitted by:
Anjana. P
English
Register no:16514383002
Submitted To,
Dhanya Kumar
(Lecturer In English)
SN Training College
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 head rig, 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.
Seamus Heaney was an Irish poet and writer. The
poem ‘Follower’ by Seamus Heaney is an address to
a father by his son admiringly. The poet describes
the toils of his father who worked with a horse-
plough. His bulged shoulders are compared to a full
sail. At the clicking of his tongue the horses move
forward with effort. His father is an expert
ploughman. He makes ready the horses and plucks
out the sod without breaking, with a single pull at
the head rigs of the horses. When the horses turn
round and come back into the land, the father
watches the furrow carefully.
Anjana

Anjana

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    Submitted To, Dhanya Kumar (LecturerIn English) SN Training College
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    His shoulders globedlike a full sail strung Between the shafts and the furrow.
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    The horse strainedat his clicking tongue
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    An expert. Hewould set the wing And fit the bright steel-pointed sock.
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    The sod rolledover without breaking.
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    At the headrig, with a single pluck Of reins, the sweating team turned round And back into the land.
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    His eye Narrowedand angled at the ground, Mapping the furrow exactly.
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    Seamus Heaney wasan Irish poet and writer. The poem ‘Follower’ by Seamus Heaney is an address to a father by his son admiringly. The poet describes the toils of his father who worked with a horse- plough. His bulged shoulders are compared to a full sail. At the clicking of his tongue the horses move forward with effort. His father is an expert ploughman. He makes ready the horses and plucks out the sod without breaking, with a single pull at the head rigs of the horses. When the horses turn round and come back into the land, the father watches the furrow carefully.