― frankiemachine, Friday, 13 January 2006 10:47 (seventeen years ago) link
― Donald, Friday, 13 January 2006 17:30 (seventeen years ago) link
Furthermore reading and understanding W is a cumulative thing: once you're familiar with his work a piece like I Wondered Lonely as a Cloud is much more than the anthology-of-light-verse piece you may think it is.
The most powerful sections of "The Prelude" are often called the "spots of time" passages. These, The Intimations of Mortality Ode, and Tintern Abbey are good places to start.
Here is one of my favourite "spots of time" passages: it may give you an idea whether it's the kind of thing that you'd be interested in exploring further.
I remember well('Tis of an early season that I speak,The twilight of rememberable life),While I was yet an urchin, one who scarceCould hold a bridle, with ambitious hopesI mounted, and we rode towards the hills.We were a pair of horsemen: honest JamesWas with me, my encourager and guide.We had not travelled long ere some mischanceDisjoined me from my comrade, and, through fearDismounting, down the rough and stony moorI led my horse, and stumbling on, at lengthCame to a bottom where in former timesA man, the murderer of his wife, was hungIn irons. Mouldered was the gibbet-mast;The bones were gone, the iron and the wood;Only a long green ridge of turf remainedWhose shape was like a grave. I left the spot,And reascending the bare slope I sawA naked pool that lay beneath the hills,The beacon on the summit, and more nearA girl who bore a pitcher on her headAnd seemed with difficult steps to force her wayAgainst the blowing wind. It was in truthAn ordinary sight, but I should needColours and words that are unknown to manTo paint the visionary drearinessWhich, while I looked all round for my lost guide,Did at that time invest the naked pool,The beacon on the lonely eminence,The woman and her garments vexed and tossedBy the strong wind.
― frankiemachine, Friday, 13 January 2006 18:10 (seventeen years ago) link
Does Eliot count as an English poet? (Surely, if Yeats does!)
― Jerry the Nipper (Jerrynipper), Friday, 13 January 2006 18:12 (seventeen years ago) link
― frankiemachine, Friday, 13 January 2006 18:53 (seventeen years ago) link
― Donald, Saturday, 14 January 2006 00:03 (seventeen years ago) link
Best CD of Hughes' poems/writing?
― djh, Saturday, 31 March 2012 18:29 (eleven years ago) link
Great review of the Hughes bio by Janet Malcolm.
― xyzzzz__, Thursday, 21 January 2016 16:15 (seven years ago) link
Thank you, devoured that like a bowl of custard-covered Christmas cake.
Malcolm's book on Plath/Hughes is electrifying.
― Chicamaw (Ward Fowler), Thursday, 21 January 2016 16:57 (seven years ago) link
I haven't read that book - I'll need to.
Proper lit journalist busting some balls.
― xyzzzz__, Thursday, 21 January 2016 19:54 (seven years ago) link
In my literary youth I listened to a recording of Hughes reading his poems, including this one:
What will you make of half a manHalf a faceA ripped edgeHis one-eyed wakingIs the shorn sleep of aftermathHis vigourThe bone-deformity of consequencesHis talentsThe deprivations of escapeHow will you correctThe veteran of negativesAnd the survivor of cease?
His one-eyed wakingIs the shorn sleep of aftermath
His vigourThe bone-deformity of consequences
His talentsThe deprivations of escape
How will you correctThe veteran of negativesAnd the survivor of cease?
Back in my teens I would go along with anything, but even so that one didn't work for me. (Better than this though.) Also, "shorn sleep" was so close to "shorn sheep" that it ruined the effect, and I was sure that's where Hughes got it.
Sean O'Brien wrote an essay about Hughes going off the rails for a while with respect to diction. I've read Orghast at Persepolis which was about some pretty strange stuff.
― alimosina, Thursday, 21 January 2016 20:18 (seven years ago) link
― alimosina, Friday, 22 January 2016 20:22 (seven years ago) link
The Iron Man is described as being taller than a house, his head is as large as a bedroom and his feet are as large as a bed. So when he falls down the cliff and smashes into pieces on the beach, how come a seagull can pick up one of his eyes and a hand?
― the man with the chili in his eyes (ledge), Friday, 26 August 2022 13:13 (one year ago) link
Because the first set of impossibilities you cited implies room for further impossibilities?
― more difficult than I look (Aimless), Friday, 26 August 2022 18:11 (one year ago) link
A deeply unsatisfying answer for many reasons.Anyway despite that minor editorial inconsistency I'm glad that this book is as unique and captivating as I remembered. and that our 6 year old seems quite taken with it too.
― the man with the chili in his eyes (ledge), Friday, 26 August 2022 18:47 (one year ago) link