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 muscle-shredding violence gives no quarter.
Young steers become old cattle from that day,
Electric limits to their widest senses.
I am busy working to bring Philip Arthur Larkin's "Wires" to life through some unique musical arrangements and will have a full analysis of the poem here for you later.
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