Having looked at suburban life and city planning, we are going to return back to farm life. Comparisons between Norman MacCraig’s ‘Summer Farm’ and Elizabeth Brewster’s ‘Where I Come From’ can be easily made – the persona in both poems shares an affinity with the landscape/nature. To get us into the spirit of ‘Summer Farm’, I have added a clip I found on youtube, which includes most of the objects found in the poem depicting farm life.
Let us read the poem.
SUMMER FARM –Norman MacCraig
Straws like tame lightnings lie about the grass
And hang zigzag on hedges. Green as glass
The water in the horse-trough shines.
Nine ducks go wobbling by in two straight lines.
A hen stares at nothing with one eye,
Then picks it up. Out of an empty sky
A swallow falls and, flickering through
The barn, dives up again into the dizzy blue.
I lie, not thinking, in the cool, soft grass,
Afraid of where a thought might take me –
This grasshopper with plated face
Unfolds his legs and finds himself in space.
Self under self, a pile of selves I stand
Threaded on time, and with metaphysic hand
Lift the farm like a lid and see
Farm within farm, and in the centre, me.
What objects can you find? Highlight them.
Once you have highlighted the objects, draw a picture that best represents the farm in the poem.
Label the items.