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Cynddylan on a Tractor

Ah, you should see Cynddylan on a tractor.
Gone the old look that yoked him to the soil,
He's a new man now, part of the machine,
His nerves of metal and his blood oil.
The clutch curses, but the gears obey
His least bidding, and lo, he's away
Out of the farmyard, scattering hens.
Riding to work now as a great man should,
He is the knight at arms breaking the fields'
Mirror of silence, emptying the wood
Of foxes and squirrels and bright jays.
The sun comes over the tall trees
Kindling all the hedges, but not for him
Who runs his engine on a different fuel.
And all the birds are singing, bills wide in vain,
As Cynddylan passes proudly up the lane.

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  • November 28, 2007
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    nature

    From guest colleen (contact)
    he is saying that the man watching synddlan is naot angry at synddlan bt angry at the fact that nature is being destoyed and he dosent notice


  • September 7, 2007
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    Cynddylan on a tractor

    From guest Doug Wilson (contact)
    We studied this poem in 1964 at Jordanhill College of Education. I remembered the first three lines and I am delighted now to have the whole poem! How do you pronounce his name?


  • February 20, 2007
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    Cynddylan on a Tractor

    From guest Sarah Johnson (contact)
    This poem was on a stunning poster on the classroom door of the English Department at my old School. I walked past it most days and loved to learn another line or two, maybe dreaming... that I too was there, sharing his passion for the countryside.

  • Moo
    February 10, 2005
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    a great poem that describe the images like slate - hard and sharp; his style spare, unflinching, honest
    Edited on Feb 10, 5:02 because 'I know more'.


  • December 20, 2004
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    Something of history and tradition appears to have been
    destroy by technology, but Cynddylan's character and
    self-image has endured.


  • November 14, 2004
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    This poem is set at a time when modern machinery was still out of the reach of many farmers in rural Wales --especially the older generation .Cynddylan is seen as a man in love with a new and useful toy ---but one which had its downside .It was noisy ---hence the bird song being drowned and it gave an air of fanaticism to the user .Instead of being just an ordinary wageslave , he is now on a mission , like a Knight at arms , but the cost is great to the surrounding fauna .