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Dendrochirus zebra + Pterois volitans from ‘The Love of Tropical Fish’ (1976) by Keith Sagar
Keith Sagar: ‘The Love of Tropical Fish’ (1976)
A Living Hanging Hemisphere: Ted Hughes' 'Meeting':
A Living Hanging Hemisphere: Ted Hughes’ ‘Meeting’:
One of my most visited blog posts in recent months has been the discussion/analysis of Ted Hughes’ poem ‘November’, The Month of the Drowned Dog: click here. The poem had been in my mind as we are studying it (along with a range of other poems by Hughes) in the Cambridge International Exam Board’s A level course for Literature in English. I suspect I am getting hits from students around the…
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The Month of the Drowned Dog: Ted Hughes’ ‘November’
The Month of the Drowned Dog: Ted Hughes’ ‘November’
Though November has just transformed itself into December, still Ted Hughes’ sodden, rain-soaked poem from Lupercal (1960) comes to mind as I watch the TV footage of floods in the North-West of England. I’ve never thought enough attention has been given to the role of the narrator in this poem. It’s one of the selected poems studied on the Cambridge International Examinations’ A-level. Students…
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Imagination is not a separate faculty to which some are born with. It is what happens when the faculties we all have are freed from their usual bonds and divisions, resist the process of training and indoctrination, and speak out with the voice of nature - the voice of human nature of course, but not a human nature that defines itself in contradistinction to the rest of life; the voice of a man or woman, but not one who represses the anima or animus that is their continuity in consciousness. The language of the imagination is necessarily holistic and biocentric. It is grounded simultaneously in the depths of the artist's being and in the external universe. It breaks down the walls of egotism, sexism, nationalism, racism, anthropocentrism. It expresses relationships and wholes. Its language is metaphor and symbol. The literary imagination connects all the severed halves - inner and outer, self and other, male and female, life and death, Man and Nature. Every metaphor is a stitch in the suture.
Keith M. Sagar, The Laughter of Foxes: A Study on Ted Hughes (p.6)
