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Ted Hughes Biography

Edward James Hughes, OM, OBE, FRSL (17 August 1930 – 28 October 1998) was an English poet and children's writer. Critics frequently rank him as one of the best poets of his generation, and one of the twentieth century's greatest writers. He served as Poet Laureate from 1984 until his death. In 2008 The Times ranked Hughes fourth on their list of "The 50 greatest British writers since 1945".

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The dreamer in her Had fallen in love with me and she did not know it. That moment the dreamer in me Fell in love with her and I knew it

Dreamer, Fallen, Fell, Love, Moments, That Moment

So the self under the eye lies, Attendant and withdrawn.

Eye, Lies, Lying, Self, Withdrawn

The world's decay where the wind's hands have passed, And my head, worn out with love, at rest In my hands, and my hands full of dust.

Dust, Hands, Passed, Rest, Wind, Worn

The only calibration that counts is how much heart people invest, how much they ignore their fears of being hurt or caught out or humiliated. And the only thing people regret is that they didn't live boldly enough, that they didn't invest enough heart, didn't love enough. Nothing else really counts at all.

Enough, Fear, Hurt, Love, Regret

What’s writing really about? It’s about trying to take fuller possession of the reality of your life.

Fuller, Reality, Take, Trying, Writing

The sea cries with its meaningless voice, Treating alike its dead and its living

Alike, Cry, Meaningless, Sea, Treating, Voice

You could become internationally famous - you're Gemini, and according to antique authority have a literary talent, which of course your letters prove.

Antiques, Course, Internationally, Letters, Literary, Talent

It took the whole of Creation to produce my foot, my each feather: now I hold Creation in my foot.

Creation, Feather, Feet, Foot, Produce, Sophistry

What happened casually remains -

Casually, Happened, Remains

The Bush administration doesn't particularly like public participation. It makes them look bad.

Administration, Bad, Like, Look, Looks, Participation

And the elephant sings deep in the forest-maze About a star of deathless and painless peace But no astronomer can find where it is.

Elephant, Elephants, Mazes, Painless, Peace, Stars

So we found the end of our journey. So we stood, alive in the river of light, Among the creatures of light, creatures of light.

Alive, Found, Journey, Light, River, Rivers

He could not stand. It was not That he could not thrive, he was born With everything but the will – That can be deformed, just like a limb. Death was more interesting to him. Life could not get his attention.

Attention, Born, Deformed, Interesting, Limb, Thrive

There is no better way to know us Than as two wolves, come separately to a wood.

Come, Know, Love, Two, Wolves, Woods

The wolf is living for the earth.

Earth, Living, Wolf

Do as you like with me. I'm your parcel. I have only our address on me. Open me, or readdress me.

Address, Addresses, Like, Open, Parcel

You are who you choose to be.

Choose, Inspiring, One Day At A Time, You Choose

The jaws' hooked clamp and fangs Not to be changed at this date; A life subdued to its instrument.

Changed, Hooked, Instruments, Jaws, Life, Subdued

I think it was Milosz, the Polish poet, who when he lay in a doorway and watched the bullets lifting the cobbles out of the street beside him realised that most poetry is not equipped for life in a world where people actually die. But some is.

Cobbles, Milosz, People, Realised, Thinking, World

Where white is black and black is white, I won.

Black, White, Won

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