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No Country For Old Cattle

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As you can see below this wasn't the most interesting shot in the world, and I challenged myself to see what I could do with it. Comments and critiques welcome!

 

Wires

by Philip Larkin

 

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.

 

www.cs.rice.edu/~ssiyer/minstrels/poems/1070.html

   

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Taken on January 12, 2009