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On shelves at school. and wait and watch until
I would fill jampots full of the jellied
The daddy frog was called a bullfrog
The fattening dots burst into nimble-
Swimming tadpoles. Miss Walls would tell us how
Then one hot day when fields were rank
Specks to range on the window-sills at home
And how he croaked and how the mammy frog
Frogspawn. You could tell the weather by frogs too
For they were yellow in the sun and brown
In rain.
Laid hundreds of little eggs and this was
With cowdung in the grass the angry frogs
Invaded the flax-dam; I ducked through hedges
To a coarse croaking that I had not heard
But best of all was the warm think slobber
On sods; their loose necks pulsed like snails. Some hopped:
Before. The air was thick with a bass chorus.
Right down the dam gross-bellied frogs were cocked
In the shade of the banks. Here, every spring
Of frogspawn that grew like clotted water
The slap and plop were obscene threats. Some sat
Poised like mud grenades, their blunt heads farting.
Were gathered there for vengeance and I knew
I sickened, turned, and ran. The great slime kings
That if I dipped my hand the spawn would clutch it.
Wove a strong gauze of sound around the smell
There were dragon-flies, spotted butterflies,
Flax had rotted there, weighted down by huge sods
Bubbles gargled delicately, bluebottles
What is the overall meaning of the poem?
Seamus Heaney was born on April 13, 1939, on a farm in Castledàwson, a region North Ireland. Heaney initially attended Anahorish Primary School, and when he was twelve years old, he won a scholarship to St. Columb's College. Seamus Heaney wrote his book Death of a Naturalist in 1965.
Daily it sweltered in the punishing sun
All the year the flax-dam festered in the heart
Of the townland; green and heavy headed
No Rhyme scheme in this poem- pushes towards an emphasis on imagery.
Iambic pentameter