Thrushes : : by Ted Hughes Terrifying are the attent sleek thrushes on the lawn,More coiled steel than living – a poisedDark deadly eye, those delicate legsTriggered to stirrings beyond sense – with a start, a bounce,a stabOvertake the instant and drag out some writhing thing.No indolent procrastinations and no yawning states,No sighs or head-scratchings.Continue reading “Thrushes : Ted Hughes : : Bird Poems : :”
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Crow Blacker Than Ever : Ted Hughes : : Bird Poems : :
Crow Blacker Than Ever : : By Ted Hughes : : When God, disgusted with man,Turned towards heaven,And man, disgusted with God,Turned towards Eve,Things looked like falling apart. But Crow CrowCrow nailed them together,Nailing heaven and earth together- So man cried, but with God’s voice.And God bled, but with man’s blood. Then heaven and earthContinue reading “Crow Blacker Than Ever : Ted Hughes : : Bird Poems : :”
King of Carrion : Ted Hughes : : Bird Poems : :
King Of Carrion : : By Ted Hughes , London : : His palace is of skulls. His crown is the last splintersOf the vessel of life. His throne is the scaffold of bones, the hanged thing’sRack and final stretcher. His robe is the black of the last blood. His kingdom is empty- The emptyContinue reading “King of Carrion : Ted Hughes : : Bird Poems : :”
Skylarks : Ted Hughes : : Bird Poems : :
Skylarks : : By Ted Hughes ( 17 August, 1930 – 28 October, 1998 ) , London , England : : : : : IThe lark begins to go upLike a warningAs if the globe were uneasy –Barrel-chested for heightsLike an Indian of the high Andes,A whippet head, barbed like a hunting arrow,But leadenWith muscleForContinue reading “Skylarks : Ted Hughes : : Bird Poems : :”
September : Ted Hughes : : September Poems : : Months Poems : :
September : : By Ted Hughes : : : : We sit late, watching the dark slowly unfold:No clock counts this.When kisses are repeated and the arms holdThere is no telling where time is. It is midsummer: the leaves hang big and still:Behind the eye a star,Under the silk of the wrist a sea, tellTimeContinue reading “September : Ted Hughes : : September Poems : : Months Poems : :”
February 17th : Ted Hughes : : February Poems : : Months Poems : :
February 17 th : : : : By Ted Hughes : : : : ……… February 17thA lamb could not get born. Ice windOut of a downpour dishclout sunrise. The motherLay on the mudded slope. Harried, she got upAnd the blackish lump bobbed at her back-endUnder her tail. After some hard galloping,Some manoeuvring, much flappingContinue reading “February 17th : Ted Hughes : : February Poems : : Months Poems : :”
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