Guest poem submitted by Vikram Doctor:
(Poem #1070) Wires
The widest prairies have electric fences, For though old cattle know they must not stray Young steers are always scenting purer water Not here but anywhere. Beyond the wires Leads them to blunder up against the wires Whose muscles-shredding violence gives no quarter. Young steers become old cattle from that day, Electric limits to their widest senses.
Have we run Larkin's Wires? It's the antithesis of Lindsay's poem or more precisely, perhaps, its explanation. I suppose it's the common bovine imagery that's making me imagine a link, but Larkin's poem can be seen as an explanation of how the young that Lindsay sorrows for end up this way. It is, of course, characteristic that Larkin takes the pessimistic view, while Lindsay offers, if not exactly optimism, a plea to think that way. Vikram. [Minstrels Links] The Lindsay poem Vikram is referring to is Poem #1069, "The Leaden-Eyed" -- Vachel Lindsay For other poems by Philip Larkin, see Poet #Larkin on the Minstrels website. [thomas adds] Do note the rhyme scheme -- abcd dcba. I don't think I've seen that one before...