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Angutivaun Taina

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Our gloves are stiff with the frozen blood,
Our furs with the drifted snow,
As we come in with the seal--the seal!
In from the edge of the floe.

Au jana! Aua! Oha! Haq!
And the yelping dog-teams go;
And the long whips crack, and the men come back,
Back from the edge of the floe!
We tracked our seal to his secret place,
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COMMENTS
Britte Ninad 09 August 2018
Through stormy night and beautiful) sunny day (woe and well the poem has been written may be mastermind writing
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Aftab Alam Khursheed 20 February 2015
Trouble, joy, suffering due to ice-floe, slid during spring nicely painted
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Brian Jani 28 April 2014
You surely know how to wrote, I like each and every poem of yours
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Vishal Sharma 20 February 2014
Very expressive poetry by sir Rudyard kipling.....! ! ! !
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Karen Sinclair 20 February 2014
A beautifully written honest piece which had me imagining the grasping cold breaths. The bravery the honesty of the hunt. Where all are vulnerable and trying to provide for there loved ones with a triumphant return. I hate the food cycle but its a necessary way. This beats all the hypocrisy of waltzing through a supermarket oblivious of how and who wrapped it in cellophane. I think this is beautifully written and the chant goes towards the strengthening heave ho of a group.
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Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi 20 February 2013
when the hunters go for the seal hunting, using the dog carriages, they identified a male seal and killed that and the female seal will lose its male, but the male hunters return to their females...I think this is the meaning of this poem! Great! Kipling Sir! I can smell the Indian flavor in your poem!
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Manonton Dalan 20 February 2013
they were hunting baby seals for their fur.
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Sara Fielder 20 February 2012
Nature is a cruel selector. Kipling understood that.
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Manonton Dalan 20 February 2012
i wonder what language does the poem's title?
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Kevin Straw 20 February 2011
There is no cruelty here - this is a poem decribing man's way of surviving for millions of years. The seal eats fish, man eats seal. This poem is as sharp as the lance that takes the seal.
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