More by Ted Hughes
The brassy wood-pigeons
Bubble their colourful voices, and the sun
Rises upon a world well-tried and old.
Wodwo (1967)
Pike, three inches long, perfect
Pike in all parts, green tigering the gold.
Killers from the egg: the malevolent aged grin.
Lupercal (1960)
A machine with only two products:
Dog-shit and dead foxes.
The gash in its throat was shocking, but not pathetic.
Lupercal (1960)
The world rolls under the long thrust of his heel.
Over the cage floor the horizons come.
The Hawk in the Rain (1957)
But who is stronger than death?
Me, evidently.
Crow (1970)
Daylong this tomcat lies stretched flat
As an old rough mat, no mouth and no eyes,
Continual wars and wives are what
Have tattered his ears and battered his head.
Esther's Tomcat (1960)
With a sudden sharp hot stink of fox,
It enters the dark hole of the head.
The window is starless still; the clock ticks,
The page is printed.
The Hawk in the Rain (1957)
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