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
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Good metrical rhymed verse, if it's to grip the imagination and stay readable, has to have, as well as those external formal features, the same dynamo of hidden musical dramatic laws as the apparently free verse.
certainly coming fishing flowing grab living reaction response water
I think the real fascination of fishing to me is certainly more than just fish. It's something to do with the whole world... of your reaction to, your response to water and things living in water, the fascination of flowing water and living things coming up out of it - to grab at you and be grabbed.
decision fired gone kept rid workers
They fired all the workers and kept the management. We've been kept in the dark. We don't know what they're gone through to make this decision to get rid of us.
voice world woods
The brassy wood-pigeons Bubble their colourful voices, and the sun Rises upon a world well-tried and old.
opportunity self fishing
Fishing provides that connection with the whole living world. It gives you the opportunity of being totally immersed, turning back into yourself in a good way. A form of meditation, some form of communion with levels of yourself that are deeper than the ordinary self.
stars names tree
I shall also take you forth and carve our names together in a yew tree, haloed with stars...
hands wind dust
The world's decay where the wind's hands have passed, And my head, worn out with love, at rest In my hands, and my hands full of dust.
brain spats
He was his own leftover, the spat-out scrag. He was what his brain could make nothing of.
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.
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.
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.