plow! by angora
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Description
Iron-clad feather-feet pounding the dust
An October's day, towards evening
Sweat embossed veins standing proud to the plough
Salt on a deep chest seasoning
Last of the line at an honest day's toil
Turning the deep sod under
Flint at the fetlock, chasing the bone
Flies at the nostrils plunder.
The Suffolk, the Clydesdale, the Percheron vie
With the Shire on his feathers floating / Hauling soft timber into the dusk / To bed on a warm straw coating.
Heavy Horses, move the land under me / Behind the plough gliding --- slipping and sliding free / Now you're down to the few / And there's no work to do / The tractor's on it's way.
Let me find you a filly for your proud stallion seed / To keep the old line going. / And we'll stand you abreast at the back of the wood / Behind the young trees growing / To hide you from eyes that mock at your girth, / And your eighteen hands at the shoulder / And one day when the oil barons have all dripped dry / And the nights are seen to draw colder / They'll beg for your strength, your gentle power / Your noble grace and your bearing / And you'll strain once again to the sound of the gulls / In the wake of the deep plough, sharing.
Standing like tanks on the brow of the hill / Up into the cold wind facing / In stiff battle harness, chained to the world / Against the low sun racing
Bring me a wheel of oaken wood
A rein of polished leather
A Heavy Horse and a tumbling sky
Brewing heavy weather.
Bring a song for the evening / Clean brass to flash the dawn / Across these acres glistening / Like dew on a carpet lawn / In these dark towns folk lie sleeping / As the heavy horses thunder by / To wake the dying city / With the living horseman's cry
At once the old hands quicken --- / Bring pick and wisp and curry comb --- / Thrill to the sound of all
The heavy horses coming home...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HDYK5SBnVaQ
october 15th, 2011
at the end of the field on the end of the day...
Elza, Frieda & -gelding- Prins, about to turn
Leo in the back row
(would someone pls be willing to explain what 'vie' means??
-in 1st sentence, 2nd paragraph lyrics-)
Comments (24)
Jean_C
Very beautiful coupling at work, with three heavy horses! Superb and interesting shot!
jendellas
Beautiful, are they the usual girls. Vie usually means in competition.
nedkelly
Wonderful capture. Vie, in this context, probably means struggle as they appear to be working together rather than competing.
jayfar
This kind of shot will get me every time. Superb in every way.
giulband
excellent shot !!
flavia49
fabulous image
Faemike55
Wonderful capture the current definition is: to compete with others in an attempt to get or win something Origin of VIE Middle English, short for envien, from Anglo-French envier to invite, call on, challenge, from Latin invitare to invite First Known Use: 15th century
jocko500
very good shot of how they did it
goodoleboy
Terrific composition, clarit, and sepia effects in this splendid pic of the plow horses, man and environment, Angie. I didn't know they did that kind of stuff in Holland.
durleybeachbum
Superb photo! I love your horse photos
CarolusB
thanks for the Tull - I had the same reaction
farmerC
Drie "Belzen"voor de ploeg, je kunt ze op een hand tellen de liefhebbers. maar het is een prachtige opname zeker een stukje nostalgie.........
Hendesse
A fantastic shot, the horses look very powerful as the whole image. Love the colors and the details are superb!!
illkirch
The famous troika. All I can say is vie means life in french
Leije
Beautiful horses, excellent shot !
Juliette.Gribnau
weer een van jouw speciale juweeltjes
mgtcs
Awesome image here, magnificent horses, first class shot!
three_grrr
vie: competing, to measure oneself against another... among several such meanings. So to me, it appears that the Suffolk, the Clydesdale, the Percheron are all pulling a heavy load, and each is measuring their strength against the other's strength. A stunning picture, something not seen often in this day and age. Tractors do get the job done faster without tiring, but my gosh, there just isn't the beauty there is here.
sharky_
Powerful work horse.... Nice shot. Aloha
sossy
I love this impressive scene and the heavy horses! a capture with a great spirit! ;o)
Jay-el-Jay
A 3 horse power plow.They look strong enough to do the job.Fine work.
e-brink
A wonderful shot!!! Beautiful light, composition and colour. A delight to see.
erlandpil
Wonderful capture erland
danapommet
A fantastic photo and they look so strong. I loved the poem - it is so descriptive!