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Ted Hughes
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Publication Date:
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AstrongindirectsourceofinterestinthepersonofHughes(asidefromhis
poetry)ishisseven-yearmarriagetothewell-knownAmericanPoet,Sylvia
Plath.BirthdayLettersisasequenceoflyricswrittenbyHughesinthefirst
yearoftheirmarriage,castasacontinuedconversationwithPlath.
WhenPlathcommittedsuicidein1963(theyhadseparatedin1962),many
heldHughesresponsibleforherdeathasaconsequenceofhisadulterous
relationshipwithAssiaWevill;recentbiographiessuchasElaineFeinsteins
TedHughes:TheLifeofaPoethaveattemptedtosettherecordstraight
andcleartheairofrancorandrecrimination(BrookeAllen,TheNewYork
Times).
Thoughdeeplymarkedbytheloss,Hugheswaspubliclysilentonthesubject
formorethan30yearsoutofhissenseofresponsibilitytoprotectthe
couple'stwoyoungchildren,whoseperceptionsoftheirmotherwouldhave
otherwisebeenimpossiblyspoiledbyexternalinterference.Thepublication
ofBirthdayLettershasbeenseenasa'retaking'ofthehistoriesthathad
beenstolenfromthefamilythroughthecracksinthearmour.
Quotes
Eachimagedenotatesanother,sothatthewholepoemthrobsEdward
LucieSmithonHughespoetry,BritishPoetrysince1945
Imaginewhatyouarewritingabout.Seeitandliveit.TedHughes,Poetry
intheMaking
Youwriteinterestinglyonlyaboutthethingsthatgenuinelyinterestyou.
Thisisaninfalliblerule..inwriting,youhavetobeabletodistinguish
betweenthosethingsaboutwhichyouaremerelycuriousthingsyouheard
aboutlastweekorreadaboutyesterday-andthingswhichareadeeppartof
yourlifeSoyousay,WhatpartofmylifewouldIdietobeseparated
from?TedHughes,PoetryintheMaking
Itisoccasionallypossible,justforbriefmoments,tofindthewordsthatwill
unlockthedoorsofallthosemanymansionsintheheadandexpress
somethingperhapsnotmuch,justsomethingofthecrushofinformation
thatpressesinonusfromthewayacrowfliesoverandthewayaman
walksandthelookofastreetandfromwhatwedidonedayadozenyears
ago.Wordsthatwillexpresssomethingofthedeepcomplexitythatmakes
uspreciselythewayweare.-TedHughes,PoetryintheMaking
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A Woman Unconscious
RussiaandAmericacircleeachother;
Threatsnudgeanactthatwerewithoutdoubt
Ameltingofthemouldinthemother,
Stonesmeltingabouttheroot.
Thequickoftheearthburnedout:
Thetoilofallouragesaloss
Withleafandinsect.Yetflittingthought
(Nottobethoughtridiculous)
Shiesfromtheworld-cancellingblack
Ofitsplayingshadow:ithaslearned
Thatthere'snotrusting(trustingtoluck)
Dateswhentheworld'sduetobeburned;
Thatthefuture'snocalamitouschange
Butamalingeringofnow,
Histories,towns,facesthatno
Maliceoraccidentmuchderange.
Andthoughbombbematchedagainstbomb,
Thoughallmankindwinceoutandnothingendure-Earthgoneinaninstantflare-Didalesserdeathcome
Ontothewhitehospitalbed
Whereone,numbbeyondherlastofsense,
Closedhereyesontheworld'sevidence
Andintopillowssunkherhead.
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Crow's Fall
WhenCrowwaswhitehedecidedthesunwastoowhite.
Hedecideditglaredmuchtoowhitely.
Hedecidedtoattackitanddefeatit.
Hegothisstrengthupflushandinfullglitter.
Heclawedandfluffedhisrageup.
Heaimedhisbeakdirectatthesun'scentre.
Helaughedhimselftothecentreofhimself
Andattacked.
Athisbattlecrytreesgrewsuddenlyold,
Shadowsflattened.
Butthesunbrightened—
Itbrightened,andCrowreturnedcharredblack.
Heopenedhismouthbutwhatcameoutwascharredblack.
"Upthere,"hemanaged,
"Wherewhiteisblackandblackiswhite,Iwon."
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Daffodils
Rememberhowwepickedthedaffodils?
Nobodyelseremembers,butIremember.
Yourdaughtercamewithherarmfuls,eagerandhappy,
Helpingtheharvest.Shehasforgotten.
Shecannotevenrememberyou.Andwesoldthem.
Itsoundslikesacrilege,butwesoldthem.
Werewesopoor?OldStoneman,thegrocer,
Boss-eyed,hisblood-pressurepurplingtobeetroot
(Itwashislastchance,
Hewoulddieinthesamegreatfreezeasyou),
Hepersuadedus.EverySpring
Healwaysboughtthem,sevenpenceadozen,
'Acustomofthehouse'.
Besides,westillweren'tsurewewantedtoown
Anything.Mainlywewerehungry
Toconverteverythingtoprofit.
Stillnomads-stillstrangers
Toourwholepossession.Thedaffodils
Wereincidentalgildingofthedeeds,
Treasuretrove.Theysimplycame,
Andtheykeptoncoming.
Asifnotfromthesodbutfallingfromheaven.
Ourliveswerestillaraidonourowngoodluck.
Weknewwe'dliveforever.Wehadnotlearned
Whatafleetingglanceoftheeverlasting
Daffodilsare.Neveridentified
ThenuptialflightoftherarestephermaOurowndays!
Wethoughttheywereawindfall.
Neverguessedtheywerealastblessing.
Sowesoldthem.Weworkedatsellingthem
Asifemployedonsomebodyelse's
Flower-farm.Youbentatit
IntherainofthatApril-yourlastApril.
Webenttheretogether,amongthesoftshrieks
Oftheirjostledstems,thewetshocksshaken
Oftheirgirlishdance-frocksFresh-openeddragonflies,wetandflimsy,
Openedtooearly.
Wepiledtheirfrailtylightsonacarpenter'sbench,
DistributedleavesamongthedozensBucklingblade-leaves,limber,gropingforair,zinc-silveredProppedtheirrawbuttsinbucketwater,
Theiroval,meatybutts,
Andsoldthem,sevenpenceabunchWind-wounds,spasmsfromthedarkearth,
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Wesoldthem,towither.
Thecropthickenedfasterthanwecouldthinit.
Finally,wewereoverwhelmed
Andwelostourwedding-presentscissors.
EveryMarchsincetheyhaveliftedagain
Outofthesamebulbs,thesame
Baby-criesfromthethaw,
Ballerinastooearlyformusic,shiverers
Inthedraughtywingsoftheyear.
Onthatsamegroundswellofmemory,fluttering
Theyreturntoforgetyoustoopingthere
BehindtherainycurtainsofadarkApril,
Snippingtheirstems.
Butsomewhereyourscissorsremember.Wherevertheyare.
Heresomewhere,bladeswideopen,
AprilbyApril
Sinkingdeeper
Throughthesod-ananchor,acrossofrust.
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Hawk Roosting
Isitinthetopofthewood,myeyesclosed.
Inaction,nofalsifyingdream
Betweenmyhookedheadandhookedfeet:
Orinsleeprehearseperfectkillsandeat.
Theconvenienceofthehightrees!
Theair'sbuoyancyandthesun'sray
Areofadvantagetome;
Andtheearth'sfaceupwardformyinspection.
Myfeetarelockedupontheroughbark.
IttookthewholeofCreation
Toproducemyfoot,myeachfeather:
NowIholdCreationinmyfoot
Orflyup,andrevolveitallslowlyIkillwhereIpleasebecauseitisallmine.
Thereisnosophistryinmybody:
MymannersaretearingoffheadsTheallotmentofdeath.
Fortheonepathofmyflightisdirect
Throughthebonesoftheliving.
Noargumentsassertmyright:
Thesunisbehindme.
NothinghaschangedsinceIbegan.
Myeyehaspermittednochange.
Iamgoingtokeepthingslikethis.
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Lineage
InthebeginningwasScream
WhobegatBlood
WhobegatEye
WhobegatFear
WhobegatWing
WhobegatBone
WhobegatGranite
WhobegatViolet
WhobegatGuitar
WhobegatSweat
WhobegatAdam
WhobegatMary
WhobegatGod
WhobegatNothing
WhobegatNever
NeverNeverNever
WhobegatCrow
ScreamingforBlood
Grubs,crusts
Anything
Tremblingfeatherlesselbowsinthenest'sfilth
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Lovesong
Helovedherandshelovedhim.
Hiskissessuckedoutherwholepastandfutureortriedto
Hehadnootherappetite
Shebithimshegnawedhimshesucked
Shewantedhimcompleteinsideher
Safeandsureforeverandever
Theirlittlecriesflutteredintothecurtains
Hereyeswantednothingtogetaway
Herlooksnaileddownhishandshiswristshiselbows
Hegrippedherhardsothatlife
Shouldnotdragherfromthatmoment
Hewantedallfuturetocease
Hewantedtotopplewithhisarmsroundher
Offthatmoment'sbrinkandintonothing
Oreverlastingorwhatevertherewas
Herembracewasanimmensepress
Toprinthimintoherbones
Hissmileswerethegarretsofafairypalace
Wheretherealworldwouldnevercome
Hersmileswerespiderbites
Sohewouldliestilltillshefelthungry
Hiswordswereoccupyingarmies
Herlaughswereanassassin'sattempts
Hislookswerebulletsdaggersofrevenge
Hisglanceswereghostsinthecornerwithhorriblesecrets
Hiswhisperswerewhipsandjackboots
Herkisseswerelawyerssteadilywriting
Hiscaresseswerethelasthooksofacastaway
Herlove-trickswerethegrindingoflocks
Andtheirdeepcriescrawledoverthefloors
Likeananimaldraggingagreattrap
Hispromiseswerethesurgeon'sgag
Herpromisestookthetopoffhisskull
Shewouldgetabroochmadeofit
Hisvowspulledoutallhersinews
Heshowedherhowtomakealove-knot
Hervowsputhiseyesinformalin
Atthebackofhersecretdrawer
Theirscreamsstuckinthewall
Theirheadsfellapartintosleeplikethetwohalves
Ofaloppedmelon,butloveishardtostop
Intheirentwinedsleeptheyexchangedarmsandlegs
Intheirdreamstheirbrainstookeachotherhostage
Inthemorningtheyworeeachother'sface
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Pike
Pike,threeincheslong,perfect
Pikeinallparts,greentigeringthegold.
Killersfromtheegg:themalevolentagedgrin.
Theydanceonthesurfaceamongtheflies.
Ormove,stunnedbytheirowngrandeur,
Overabedofemerald,silhouette
Ofsubmarinedelicacyandhorror.
Ahundredfeetlongintheirworld.
Inponds,undertheheat-strucklilypadsGloomoftheirstillness:
Loggedonlastyear'sblackleaves,watchingupwards.
Orhunginanambercavernofweeds
Thejaws'hookedclampandfangs
Nottobechangedatthisdate:
Alifesubduedtoitsinstrument;
Thegillskneadingquietly,andthepectorals.
Threewekeptbehindglass,
Jungledinweed:threeinches,four,
Andfourandahalf:redfrytothemSuddenlythereweretwo.Finallyone
Withasagbellyandthegrinitwasbornwith.
Andindeedtheysparenobody.
Two,sixpoundseach,overtwofeetlong
Highanddryanddeadinthewillow-herbOnejammedpastitsgillsdowntheother'sgullet:
Theoutsideeyestared:asavicelocksThesameironinthiseye
Thoughitsfilmshrankindeath.
ApondIfished,fiftyyardsacross,
Whoseliliesandmusculartench
Hadoutlastedeveryvisiblestone
OfthemonasterythatplantedthemStilledlegendarydepth:
ItwasasdeepasEngland.Itheld
Piketooimmensetostir,soimmenseandold
ThatpastnightfallIdarednotcast
Butsilentlycastandfished
Withthehairfrozenonmyhead
Forwhatmightmove,forwhateyemightmove.
Thestillsplashesonthedarkpond,
Owlshushingthefloatingwoods
Frailonmyearagainstthedream
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Darknessbeneathnight'sdarknesshadfreed,
Thatroseslowlytowardme,watching.
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Relic
Ifoundthisjawboneatthesea'sedge:
There,crabs,dogfish,brokenbythebreakersortossed
Toflapforhalfanhourandturntoacrust
Continuethebeginning.Thedeepsarecold:
Inthatdarknesscamaraderiedoesnothold.
Nothingtouchesbut,clutching,devours.Andthejaws,
Beforetheyaresatisfiedortheirstretchedpurpose
Slacken,godownjaws;gognawnbare.Jaws
Eatandarefinishedandthejawbonecomestothebeach:
Thisisthesea'sachievement;withshells,
Verterbrae,claws,carapaces,skulls.
Timeintheseaeatsitstail,thrives,caststhese
Indigestibles,thesparsofpurposes
Thatfailedfarfromthesurface.Nonegrowrich
Inthesea.Thiscurvedjawbonedidnotlaugh
Butgripped,grippedandisnowacenotaph.
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September
Wesitlate,watchingthedarkslowlyunfold:
Noclockcountsthis.
Whenkissesarerepeatedandthearmshold
Thereisnotellingwheretimeis.
Itismidsummer:theleaveshangbigandstill:
Behindtheeyeastar,
Underthesilkofthewristasea,tell
Timeisnowhere.
Westand;leaveshavenottimedthesummer.
Noclocknowneeds
Tellwehaveonlywhatweremember:
Minutesuproaringwithourheads
LikeanunfortunateKing'sandhisQueen's
Whenthesenselessmobrules;
Andquietlythetreescastingtheircrowns
Intothepools.
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The Minotaur
Themahoganytable-topyousmashed
Hadbeenthebroadplanktop
Ofmymother'sheirloomsideboardMappedwiththescarsofmywholelife.
Thatcameunderthehammer.
Thathighstoolyouswungthatday
Dementedbymybeing
Twentyminuteslateforbaby-minding.
'Marvellous!'Ishouted,'Goon,
Smashitintokindling.
That'sthestuffyou'rekeepingoutofyourpoems!'
Andlater,consideredandcalmer,
'Getthatshoulderunderyourstanzas
Andwe'llbeaway.'Deepinthecaveofyourear
Thegoblinsnappedhisfingers.
SowhathadIgivenhim?
Thebloodyendoftheskein
Thatunravelledyourmarriage,
Leftyourchildrenechoing
Liketunnelsinalabyrinth.
Leftyourmotheradead-end,
Broughtyoutothehorned,bellowing
Graveofyourrisenfather
Andyourowncorpseinit.
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The Owl
Isawmyworldagainthroughyoureyes
AsIwouldseeitagainthroughyourchildren'seyes.
Throughyoureyesitwasforeign.
Plainhedgehawthornswerepeculiaraliens,
Amysteryofpeculiarloreanddoings.
Anythingwild,onlegs,inyoureyes
Emergedatapointofexclamation
Asifithadappearedtodinnerguests
Inthemiddleofthetable.Commonmallards
Wereartefactsofsomeunearthliness,
Theirwooingswereahypnagogicfilm
Unreeledbytheriver.Impossible
Tocomprehendthecomfortoftheirfeet
Inthefreezingwater.Youwereacamera
Recordingreflectionsyoucouldnotfathom.
Imademyworldperformitsutmostforyou.
Youtookitallinwithanincredulousjoy
Likeamotherhandedhernewbaby
Bythemidwife.Yourfrenzymademegiddy.
Itwokeupmydumb,ecstaticboyhood
Offifteenyearsbefore.Mymasterpiece
CamethatblacknightontheGrantchesterroad.
Isuckedthethroatythinwoeofarabbit
Outofmywettedknuckle,byacopse
Whereatawnyowlwasenquiring.
Suddenlyitswoopedup,splayingitspinions
Intomyface,takingmeforapost.
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The Thought-Fox
Iimaginethismidnightmoment'sforest:
Somethingelseisalive
Besidetheclock'sloneliness
Andthisblankpagewheremyfingersmove.
ThroughthewindowIseenostar:
Somethingmorenear
Thoughdeeperwithindarkness
Isenteringtheloneliness:
Cold,delicatelyasthedarksnow
Afox'snosetouchestwig,leaf;
Twoeyesserveamovement,thatnow
Andagainnow,andnow,andnow
Setsneatprintsintothesnow
Betweentrees,andwarilyalame
Shadowlagsbystumpandinhollow
Ofabodythatisboldtocome
Acrossclearings,aneye,
Awideningdeepeninggreenness,
Brilliantly,concentratedly,
Comingaboutitsownbusiness
Till,withasuddensharphotstinkoffox
Itentersthedarkholeofthehead.
Thewindowisstarlessstill;theclockticks,
Thepageisprinted.
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Theology
"No,theserpentdidnot
SeduceEvetotheapple.
Allthat'ssimply
Corruptionofthefacts.
Adamatetheapple.
EveateAdam.
TheserpentateEve.
Thisisthedarkintestine.
Theserpent,meanwhile,
SleepshismealoffinParadiseSmilingtohear
God'squerulouscalling."
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Thistles
Againsttherubbertonguesofcowsandthehoeinghandsofmen
Thistlesspikethesummerair
Andcrackleopenunderablue-blackpressure.
Everyonearevengefulburst
Ofresurrection,agraspedfistful
OfsplinteredweaponsandIcelandicfrostthrustup
FromtheundergroundstainofadecayedViking.
Theyarelikepalehairandthegutturalsofdialects.
Everyonemanagesaplumeofblood.
Thentheygrowgreylikemen.
Mowndown,itisafeud.Theirsonsappear
Stiffwithweapons,fightingbackoverthesameground.
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Thrushes
Terrifyingaretheattentsleekthrushesonthelawn,
Morecoiledsteelthanliving-apoised
Darkdeadlyeye,thosedelicatelegs
Triggeredtostirringsbeyondsense-withastart,abounce,
astab
Overtaketheinstantanddragoutsomewrithingthing.
Noindolentprocrastinationsandnoyawningstates,
Nosighsorhead-scratchings.Nothingbutbounceandstab
Andaraveningsecond.
Isittheirsingle-mind-sizedskulls,oratrained
Body,orgenius,oranestfulofbrats
Givestheirdaysthisbulletandautomatic
Purpose?Mozart'sbrainhadit,andtheshark'smouth
Thathungersdowntheblood-smelleventoaleakofitsown
Sideanddevouringofitself:efficiencywhich
Strikestoostreamlinedforanydoubttopluckatit
Orobstructiondeflect.
Withamanitisotherwise.Heroismsonhorseback,
Outstrippinghisdesk-diaryatabroaddesk,
Carvingatatinyivoryornament
Foryears:hisactworshipsitself-whileforhim,
Thoughhebendstobeblentintheprayer,howloudand
abovewhat
Furiousspacesoffiredothedistractingdevils
Orgyandhosannah,underwhatwilderness
Ofblacksilentwatersweep.
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Tractor
Thetractorstandsfrozen-anagony
Tothinkof.Allnight
Snowpackeditsopenentrails.Nowahead-pinceringgale,
Aspillofmoltenice,smokingsnow,
Poursintoitssteel.
Atwhiteheatofnumbnessitstands
Intheaimedhosingofground-levelfieriness.
Itdefiedfleshandwon'tstart.
Handsarelikewoundsalready
Insidearmourgloves,andfeetareunbelievable
Asifthetoe-nailswerealljusttornoff.
Istareatitinhatred.Beyondit
Thecopsehisses-capitulatesmiserably
Inthefleeing,failinglight.Starlings,
Adirtiersleetiersnow,blowsmokily,unendingly,over
TowardsplantationsEastward.
Allthetimethetractorissinking
Throughthedegrees,deepening
Intoitshellofice.
Thestartinglever
Cracksitsaction,likeasnappingknuckle.
Thebatteryisalive-butlikealamb
Tryingtonudgeitssolid-frozenmotherWhiletheseatclaimsmybuttock-bones,bites
Withthespace-coldofearth,whichithasjoined
Inonesolidlump.
Isquirtcommercialsure-fire
Downtheblackthroat-itjustcoughs.
Itridiculesme-atrapofironstupidity
I'vesteppedinto.Idrivethebattery
AsifIwerehammeringandhammering
Thefrozenarrangementtopieceswithahammer
Anditjabberslaughingpain-cryingmockingly
Intohappylife.
Andstands
Shudderingitselffullofheat,seemingtoenlargeslowly
Likeademondemonstrating
Amore-than-usually-completematerializationSuddenlyitjerksfromitssolidarity
Withtheconcrete,andlurchestowardsastanchion
Burstingwithsuperhumanwell-beingandabandon
ShoutingWhereWhere?
Worseironiswaiting.Power-liftkneels
Leversawakeimprisoneddeadweight,
Shackle-pinsbeddedincast-ironcow-shit.
Theblindandvibratingcondemnedobedience
Ofirontothecrueltyofiron,
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Wheelsscreechedoutoftheirnight-locksFingers
Amongthetormented
Tonnageandburningofiron
Eyes
Weepinginthewindofchloroform
Andthetractor,streamingwithsweat,
Ragingandtremblingandrejoicing.
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Wind
Thishousehasbeenfaroutatseaallnight,
Thewoodscrashingthroughdarkness,theboominghills,
Windsstampedingthefieldsunderthewindow
Flounderingblackastrideandblindingwet
Tilldayrose;thenunderanorangesky
Thehillshadnewplaces,andwindwielded
Blade-light,luminousblackandemerald,
Flexinglikethelensofamadeye.
AtnoonIscaledalongthehouse-sideasfaras
Thecoal-housedoor.OnceIlookedupThroughthebruntwindthatdentedtheballsofmyeyes
Thetentofthehillsdrummedandstraineditsguyrope,
Thefieldsquivering,theskylineagrimace,
Atanysecondtobangandvanishwithaflap;
ThewindflungamagpieawayandablackBackgullbentlikeanironbarslowly.Thehouse
Ranglikesomefinegreengobletinthenote
Thatanysecondwouldshatterit.Nowdeep
Inchairs,infrontofthegreatfire,wegrip
Ourheartsandcannotentertainbook,thought,
Oreachother.Wewatchthefireblazing,
Andfeeltherootsofthehousemove,butsiton,
Seeingthewindowtrembletocomein,
Hearingthestonescryoutunderthehorizons.
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