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The scene is one of two horses seen at a distance, quiet, unremarkable – literally put out to grass. Yet these same horses were once the focus of attention – fabled, legendary, as the winners of races (Cups, Stakes and Handicaps) and the reader sees and hears the heady excitement of those times in the midsummer heat: the crowds, he colours, the noise, the “squadrons of cars”, all fading and leaving only the news in the “stop press” (the closing columns of the newspapers) on the street (Fleet Street in London, traditionally the home of the Press). As the horses shake off the flies around their heads the poet imagines them saying no to the question of whether they spare a thought for those days of starting gates, crowds and cries. Their names survive in the almanacks as great winners of races, but they have shaken off the burden of those days and quietly live in the “unmolesting meadows” galloping not at the insistence of a rider, watched by crowds through field glasses, but as and when they please, for pleasure. They are free of harness except when the groom and the groom’s boy stop by in the evening for some exercise. They have well earned their reward.

2006-12-27 21:49:01 · answer #1 · answered by Doethineb 7 · 2 0

It's about old, retired racehorses who have been put out to graze in their final years. With this in your mind, read it again and it'll become clear!

I'm glad that people are still reading poetry - keep it up!

2006-12-28 05:17:16 · answer #2 · answered by Anonymous · 0 0

i think it is wonderfull

2006-12-28 07:00:49 · answer #3 · answered by P T 2 · 0 0

He died in his toilet.

2006-12-28 05:21:45 · answer #4 · answered by los 7 · 0 1

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