THE VERSES THEY SEE AS A ‘STRUGGLE’

THE CHARGE OF THE LIGHT BRIGADE Alfred, Lord Tennyson Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them Cannon in front of them Volleyed and thundered FOLLOWER Seamus Heaney I was a nuisance, tripping, falling, Yapping always. But today It is my father who keeps stumbling Behind me, and will not go away.