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Tag Archives: Ted Hughes
Bookshelf Tour #4
Poetry is important to me. My collection is small but each volume is loved, read, dipped into, used constantly as references. Six Centuries of Great Poetry: A Stunning Collection of Classic British Poems from Chaucer to Yeats, edited by Robert … Continue reading
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The Books: Letters Home: Correspondence 1950-1963, by Sylvia Plath
Daily Book Excerpt: Memoirs: Next book on the Memoir/Letters/Journals shelf is Letters Home: Correspondence 1950-1963, Sylvia Plath (edited by her mother, Aurelia Plath). Here’s my opinion on what’s going on here. This correspondence, the letters Sylvia Plath wrote to her … Continue reading
The Books: Birthday Letters, by Ted Hughes
Daily Book Excerpt: Poetry The next book on my poetry shelf is Birthday Letters: Poems, by Ted Hughes. I keep writing this and that, but it seems painfully little for the time I spend pursuing it. I wonder sometimes if … Continue reading
The Books: “The Norton Anthology of Modern and Contemporary Poetry” – Ted Hughes
Daily Book Excerpt: Poetry The Norton Anthology of Modern and Contemporary Poetry, Volume 2: Contemporary Poetry, edited by Jahan Ramazani, Richard Ellmann, and Robert O’Clair I’ve moved on from the “Modern” volume, and am now in the “Contemporary” volume. The … Continue reading
Happy birthday, Sylvia Plath
“Death opened, like a black tree, blackly.” Today is Sylvia Plath’s birthday. That’s a sketch she did of her own hands. She found drawing very relaxing. She would lose herself in it, and spent most of her honeymoon in Spain … Continue reading
“Let it not come by word of mouth…”
Today is Sylvia Plath’s birthday. Seems weird to wish her a “happy” birthday. Much of this post will be familiar to regular readers. As always, I hone it, from year to year – adding links, taking things away. But it’s … Continue reading
Letters of Ted Hughes:
A fascinating review in The New York Times on a book I have been dying to read: the massive collected letters of Ted Hughes, edited by Christopher Reid. I’ve wanted to read it since it came out, for obvious reasons. … Continue reading
Staying intact
A post by Ms. Baroque that has really hit me hard. Especially the one quote from a letter Ted Hughes wrote about his horrifying-beyond-belief years of 1963, 1969: I have an idea of those two episodes as steel doors shutting … Continue reading
“The clouds are a marriage of dress, of that pallor.” It’s Sylvia Plath’s Birthday
“Death opened, like a black tree, blackly.” Today is Sylvia Plath’s birthday. That’s a sketch she did of her own hands. She found drawing very relaxing. She would lose herself in it, and spent most of her honeymoon in Spain … Continue reading
Joyce Geekery
Anyone who follows Joyce knows the copyright issues (byzantine, tangled, at times psychotic) – and also it is well-known the issues that pretty much every Joycean scholar has had with Joyce’s grandson who holds the estate. There was a great … Continue reading