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    thoughts on his work?
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    based
    huge framed northern english rebellious mush who spent his childhood poaching and in the outdoors and was a contrast to the academic types he rubbed shoulders with
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    good taste in women
    proper yorkshire bvll
    never read his work though
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    >>25616589
    thoughts on his name?
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    >>25616589
    Excellent poet, but I'm not a fan of Crow.
    >>25616783
    It's Ted Hughes, fren
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    >>25616589
    The last great English poet.
    If you don't own pic related, you are certifiably a homosexual.
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    >>25616589
    The greatest vers librist since Eliot and Pound
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    Didn't he kill Sylvia Plath?
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    >>25618003
    >Didn't he kill Sylvia Plath?
    Sylvia Plath, Anne Sexton *and* Alejandra Pizarnik. What most people don't know is that he also stuffed their heads & mounted them on the wall of his study. “Looking at them gets the creative juices flowing,” he explained to a visiting friend.
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    Larkin mogs.
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    >>25621182
    Literally no comparison. Larkin cultivated the classic forms. Hughes was the master of free verse.
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    He has the most consistent body of work of the post war British poets, but I’d say Geoffrey Hill and WS Graham have much higher peaks. Hughes never quite managed something as good as The Nightfishing or Revival of Christian Architecture
    Lupercal is great.
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    >>25616589
    just by destroying plath's notebooks he took much more from literature than he could ever give. Despite his phycopathic ego he must have known he was inferior to her
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    >>25616621
    i hate this kind of self-satsified superficiality so inexpressibly deeply. i see it all over pseudish rightoid and sv twitter. and they say theyre the ones with soul...
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    >>25616589
    >>25616621
    There's always something a little funny in Ted Hughes
    >I'm not like these fucking academic POET PUSSIES
    >yes okay I write poems too but it's DIFFERENT
    >I'm a REAL MAN and I write MANLY POEMS
    Just feels very insecure and anxious. Mishima was the same way just with novels. That being said, Hughes (and Mishima) are great. Crow's one of the best postwar books of poetry, and Shakespeare and the Goddess of Complete Being is a lot of fun, even if it's completely insane
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    >>25623234
    Hughes' corpus isn't about manliness (or human qualities at all), you were filtered. It's about the violent and primordial indifference of a predatory natural universe which doesn't place man at its centre.
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    >>25623234
    Unless you're retarded you should have a bit of disureity and anxiety about things that make you stand out or which make you a target. Feeling afraid and anxious is not the same thing as behaving that way.
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    >>25616589
    Sylvia Plath died because of him. Fuck Ted Hughes and fuck this thread.

    Hughes faggots are disgusting
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    >>25623240
    Of course his work as a whole isn't about manliness, or masculinity, or being a man directly, but I don't know how you hear Hughes's legend, life, general bearing, etc and don't interpret his work as being partially an anxious response to his sense of challenged masculinity. "I'm not like those other timid pussies who write about their feelings, I write about violence and predatory animals, I'm not like those other timid pussies trapped in their own subjectivity, I write giant prehistoric neo-myths," that sort of thing. It doesn't diminish his work to admit this, I own a copy of his collected poems, but it's silly to pretend it's not going on
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    >>25623257
    >"I'm not like those other timid pussies who write about their feelings, I write about violence and predatory animals, I'm not like those other timid pussies trapped in their own subjectivity, I write giant prehistoric neo-myths,"
    That's based.
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    >>25623253
    Sylvia Plath was a textbook BPD hoe. They select men who enable their disorder, but their fate is ultimately dictated by their illness, not by the men they choose.
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    >>25623200
    >>25623234
    >>25623257
    this is a cope
    hughes was a northern GADGIE MUSH. /lit/cels would never understand
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    I passed by his birth place (Mytholmroyd) the other day :D
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    >>25623253
    He killed her at just the right time, whatever she wrote next was gonna be worse.
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    >>25623279
    >Sylvia Plath was a textbook BPD hoe
    You're retarded. BPD whores don't have control over language like her. She was a genius.
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    >>25623368
    >BPD whores don't have control over language like her.
    Lots of them do. There's nothing about being a BPD whore that precludes using pretty words. Actually, BPD gives such women incredible powers of verbal manipulation and spontaneous expression. I imagine the majority of good female poets are BPD whores.
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    >>25623257
    I suppose you're right, I can see that factor in his creative impulse. But, as you say, it doesn't diminish his work. Fragility and psychic conflict are the mortar of many great works of art. His motivations and impetus are kind of secondary to the work itself. Also Hawk in the Rain and Birthday Letters both mog Crow. Sorry, I don't write the rules.
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    >>25623193
    Plath destroyed a number of his notebooks too thougheverbeit
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    >>25616589
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    >>25624233
    >Am*s
    O i am laffin

    The fact that the previous sentence clues us into how Kingsley's just finished writing about some faggy Anglo estate like English verse has been for the last 3 centuries while Hughes was busy putting out monumental windswept works like Lupercal and eventually Crow speaks for itself. & imagine getting mogged literarily by your own son
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    >>25624239
    >O i am laffin
    ancient meme

    on your initial point you’re too far off the mark to reasonably clap back so i’ll simply include the previous sentence.
    martin amis - very popular in the 90s (and 00s) - not as good as amis sr. still i am curious at how you ‘recognised’ this excerpt from the personal letters of KA (sorry, have to get the strikingly original & funny 4ch jargon right: am*s)..
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    >>25624261
    >still i am curious at how you ‘recognised’ this excerpt from the personal letters of KA
    Unlike most of /lit/ I actually read. Also I dont know how you can write a fucking james bond novel of all things and still purport to be a serious writer. Please spare us. and Money alone defecates all over everything Sr. ever put out save maybe for Lucky Jim
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    >>25624267
    yeah no he’d do anything to be a ‘serious’ writer.
    >I actually read
    as in you went the distance and read the personal letters of kingsley amis and remembered this one-off letter he wrote? what are you getting at there?
    >save maybe for Lucky Jim
    ah i see. say no more.
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    >>25624272
    I accept your concession
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    >>25624273
    >I accept your concession
    i accept your concession.
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    Hughes is interesting to me because he’s an exception to the typical English post war lit circle of clubbable right sort of chaps like Paul Scott, both Amis’s, Antony Powell, writing politely and correctly in a way that does frighten readers of the Spectator. He’s weird in way that doesn’t normally get past the gatekeepers.
    There’s a possible world in which English writing got as experimental and peculiar as the best French and American writing did, and Hughes is perhaps a flavour of what we might have got instead of Barbara Pym, Andrew Motion, James Fenton, Larkin
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    >>25624274
    Enjoying how you defaulted to imagining me having read Amis's letters instead of recognizing the title of his book of poems that I've read. I know being assblasted tends to cloud reason but this is really something.
    >ah i see. say no more.
    You're right--Nabokov did it better with Pnin anyways.
    Come back when you're capable of actually arguing your point, champ. I'll be reading my Hughes til then ;]
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    >>25624280
    The more Hughesian strain of verse was taken up by the Irish post-ww2, I think. I'm thinking mostly of Heaney and Kavanagh (cheating with the latter since he started publishing in '36 but still).
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    >>25624281
    suddenly we’re back on speaking terms?
    >the title of his book of poems that I've read
    yet you thought he was talking about ‘some anglo estate’? (it’s the title of the collection; he doesn’t write about an estate, also ‘estate’ implies a post-war council-built residential housing sort of ring, it’s not associated with pastoral tradition lol).
    nabokov quite a funny card to play there.
    >when you're capable of actually arguing your point
    sorry - i meant to say: n*bokov. o i am laffin.
    you can just talk normally you know.
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    >>25616589
    On whose work? You need a haircut btw.
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    >>25624529
    >still seething 5 hours later
    jej
    >‘estate’ implies a post-war council-built residential housing sort of ring, it’s not associated with pastoral tradition lol
    So exactly what I said? That Amis's verse is essentially restricted to his faggy stuffy anglo cosmopolitan sensibilities and some limp vapid toss-off 'wit' in trying to belittle the same milieu he desperately wants to conform into? That all Amis really has to say is the same tired observations about the world (his world) is full of crashing bores, etc etc, with the most desiccated and colorless style conceivable?

    Case in point (from that selfsame collection):
    Twenty years ago he slipped into town,
    A spiritual secret agent; took
    Rooms right in the cathedral close; wrote down
    Verbatim all their direst idioms;
    Made phonetic transcripts in his black book;
    Mimicked their dress, their gestures as they sat
    Chaffering and chaffing in the Grand Hotel;
    Infiltrated their glass-and-plastic homes.
    Watched from the inside; then-his deadliest blow
    Went and married one of them (what about that?);
    At the first christening played his part so well
    That he started living it from then on.
    His trick of camouflage no longer a trick.
    Isn’t it the spy’s rarest triumph to grow
    Indistinguishable from the spied upon.
    The stick insect’s to become a stick?

    And it gets even worse in the second half of the collection in the Evans Country poems; contrast it with Hughes's Remains of Elmet which speaks to something truly universal and still potent five decades on, and its trifles and bitterness only get magnified, which ironically enough makes Hughes's work dwarf it even more. You really get the sense all Amis was capable of was tittering spitefully and swaggering around like the poor pseud he was.
    Normal enough talk for you, Dunce the Second?
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    >>25624555
    very cool poem. not reading the rest of this thread. to be clandestine in a cathedral town, to roam about like an alien interloper in a way that makes the mundane seem equally alien... what a feeling! 'one has painted the world on oneself, not oneself on the world.'
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    >>25624568
    btw to anyone in whom that poem sparked something i recommend the movie robinson in space
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    >>25624568
    >what a feeling!
    If only it wasn't one reiterated three hundred million times over the last few centuries, and if only it wasn't written in the most puffed up, "I'm 14 and isn't this a trenchant insight" way
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    >>25624555
    >5 hours later
    you’re begged kindly to forgive me for having other things to do. i come and go.
    & not cosmopolitan at all. he was pretty notoriously uncosmopolitan, couldn’t be less cosmopolitan; but you shouldn’t feel the need to go on pretending you’ve read him - i don’t mind either way.
    the stick insect to become a stick doesn’t go far in your favour. if anything its provincial but maybe there’s something too much cultural white noise to explain this to an american.
    >toss-off
    check you out.

    goes without saying ‘universal’ is a pretty un-universal aspect in literature. in fact it’s firmly centred around america. no writer until the 19th century tried to make their scope universal. it’s easy for american lit to detach itself from the culture that produced it because … they dont have one. no distinct literary tradition. obviously masterwork we have sits firmly inside a tradition & culture.
    >Normal enough
    not really.
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    >>25624575
    i agree with your sentiment, i just had to honour what i liked in those lines.
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    >>25624576
    >its provincial
    That poem speaks of provincial life from a cosmopolitan perspective, it's an outsider looking in on an outsider conforming into the provincial life. The whole ethos of the poem wouldn't be there if it was actually provincial. But asking an Amisite to think critically is futile anyways.
    >couldn’t be less cosmopolitan
    An Oxford graduate communist-turned-neocon who was knighted is a cosmpolitan, my friend.

    >obviously masterwork we have sits firmly inside a tradition & culture.
    Hughes's work fits firmly into the tradition of contending with the Dionysian natural world as outlined by Paglia. He's an inversion of Wordsworth, and a permutation of Blake. Crow is another approach to the same thrust that Eliot put forth with The Waste Land. Also holds parallels with Robinson Jeffers (an American)'s work. Enough with these dim, thought terminating cliches.
    >no writer until the 19th century tried to make their scope universal.
    Shakespeare, Moliere, Goethe?
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    >>25624602
    >Amisite
    laughing at the idea of you inventing the notion of this word on the fly.
    if you’re decided that he’s cosmopolitan (from across an atlantic ocean) then you’re decided, though i will add that he was always chided by critics of his time (here) for not being that. i’d point to his (anti-)travel novel ‘i like it here’ or his admiration for william cooper (author of scenes from provincial life) but i won’t press the matter with you.

    >Shakespeare
    is a very good example of my argument. he lives forever but is inseparable from elizabethan england. he’s considered timeless (like all such) precisely because of how particular he is. unless you want to argue he exists outside that culture (let’s see).
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    His second wife was hotter
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    >>25623368
    She's overrated, mostly glamorized because she killed herself and hated men.
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    Even 4chan poetry "discussion" filters me hard, can't tell you what the two duelist in this thread are on about. Poetry is hard. Final boss. I think either you have it or you don't.
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    >>25623193
    Tits or GTFO.
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    >>25623253
    Plath tried to kill herself three times before she even met Hughes. She was bat-shit crazy.
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    >>25616589
    Non-entity
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    Really anything anyway adjacent to the Ted Hughes/Sylvia Platt scene, actually any suicidal female poet scene, actually any female poet, worst of all male poet fucking female poet scene, is irredeemably plebeian and ought to be acknowledged as garbage insignificant humanities shumantities, I’d rather be a robot than anything to do with these stale hearted chroniclers of humann experience. This is why growing up I had the concept of art associated with this strange miasma of dysgenic faggotry that I can see now as anything adjacent to David Foster Wallace sentimental faggotry, litbro and litgal sentimental depressive romance faggotry. It’s all garbage, and the fact that people on this board are fans of this garbage make me now consider that this board is not for me.
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    >>25625583
    >I’d rather be a robot
    >implying you're not
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    >>25625774
    Wow man you’re really profound. Really deep and so human. With a sassy wit to boot.
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    >>25625821
    Ooh, burn!
    Fucking pseud faggot.
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    >>25625839
    As a Hyperborean I find your sentimental world of art-ho suicide yearning cuckoldry foreign though mildly fascinating. Tell me more about yourself and all the deep emotions you feel. Tell me about your self-confessedly “cringe” attempts at poetry, smearing the shit of your life on the blank canvas of apathy and petty resentment. Or whatever. As you know, anyone with actual taste in art must be a pseud faggot. May we all be pseud faggots. The definition of pseud faggot is surely anyone who doesn’t stan this literary power couple - i mean, how could you not love them! So human
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    >>25625858
    Salty cuz Hughes fucked more bitches than uve ever talked to
    >chroniclers of human experience
    You haven't read Hughes
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    >>25626190
    How many “bitches” do we think Goethe fucked?
    >You haven't read Hughes
    Correct I’m allergic to garbage.
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    >>25626206
    >How many “bitches” do we think Goethe fucked?
    He was celibate until he was 40, then met a woman in Italy, and then got married back at home to another woman. Literally like 2 bitches. LMAO
    >Correct I’m allergic to garbage.
    Big words make your brain hurt?
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    >>25626209
    Well nice talking to you
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