Ted Hughes

Ted Hughes
Edward James "Ted" Hughes, OMwas an English poet and children's writer. Critics frequently rank him as one of the best poets of his generation, and one of the twentieth century's greatest writers. He served as Poet Laureate from 1984 until his death...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth17 August 1930
dawn shows
Show him every dawn & read to him endlessly.
spring ideas giving
One day God felt he ought to give his workshop a spring clean... It was amazing what ragged bits and pieces came from under his workbench as he swept. Beginnings of creatures, bits that looked useful but had seemed wrong, ideas he'd mislaid and forgotten... There was even a tiny lump of sun. He scratched his head. What could be done with all this rubbish?
darkness doe cold
The deeps are cold: In that darkness camaraderie does not hold: Nothing touches but, clutching, devours.
children people walking-dead
That's the paradox: the only time most people feel alive is when they're suffering, when something overwhelms their ordinary, careful armour, and the naked child is flung out onto the world. That's why the things that are worst to undergo are best to remember. But when that child gets buried away under their adaptive and protective shells—he becomes one of the walking dead, a monster.
stars elephants forests
And the elephant sings deep in the forest-maze About a star of deathless and painless peace But no astronomer can find where it is.
white black
Where white is black and black is white, I won.
eye changed things-have-changed
Nothing has changed since I began. My eye has permitted no change. I am going to keep things like this.
letters antiques talent
You could become internationally famous - you're Gemini, and according to antique authority have a literary talent, which of course your letters prove.
pain loss sacrifice
You solve it as you get older, when you reach the point where you've tasted so much that you can somehow sacrifice certain things more easily, and you have a more tolerant view of things like possessiveness (your own) and a broader acceptance of the pains and the losses.
dark hot pages
With a sudden sharp hot stink of fox, It enters the dark hole of the head. The window is starless still; the clock ticks, The page is printed.
looks administration participation
The Bush administration doesn't particularly like public participation. It makes them look bad.
police donne felony
And as if reporting some felony to the police they let you know you were not John Donne.
dream sleep eye
I sit in the top of the wood, my eyes closed. Inaction, no falsifying dream Between my hooked head and hooked feet: Or in sleep rehearse perfect kills and eat.
stars dragons space
Haven’t you heard of the music of the spheres?” asked the dragon. “It’s the music that space makes to itself. All the spirits inside all the stars are singing. I’m a star spirit. I sing too. The music of the spheres is what makes space so peaceful.