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By Beechwood 45789 (Fri May 23, 2008 at 01:17:33 AM EST) (all tags)
"Protect her
And they will tear you down
As if you were more her."


The Dogs Are Eating Your Mother
by Ted Hughes

That is not your mother but her body.
She leaped from our window
And fell there. Those are not dogs
That seem to be dogs
Pulling at her. Remember the lean hound
Running up the lane holding high
The dangling raw windpipe and lungs
Of a fox? Now see who
Will drop on all fours at the end of the street
And come romping towards your mother,
Pulling her remains, with their lips
Lifted like a dog's lips
Into new positions. Protect her
And they will tear you down
As if you were more her.
They will find you every bit
As succulent as she is. Too late
To salvage what she was.
I buried her where she fell.
You played around the grave. We arranged
Sea-shells and big veined pebbles
Carried from Appledore
As if we were herself. But a kind
Of hyena came aching upwind.
They dug her out. Now they batten
On the cornucopia
Of her body. Even
Bite the face off her gravestone,
Gulp down the grave ornaments,
Swallow the soil.
    So leave her.
Let her be their spoils. Go wrap
Your head in the snowy rivers
Of the Brooks Range. Cover
Your eyes with the writhing airs
Off Nullarbor Plains. Let them
Jerk their tail stumps, bristle and vomit
Over their symposia.
    Think her better
Spread with holy care on a high grid
For vultures
To take back to the sun. Imagine
These bone-crushing mouths the mouths
That labor for the beetle
Who will roll her back into the sun.

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nothing is holy. by sasquatchan (2.00 / 0) #1 Fri May 23, 2008 at 04:00:02 AM EST
Well, the telephone is ringing
Is that my mother on the phone?


Takes hand, palm down. by Beechwood 45789 (2.00 / 0) #2 Fri May 23, 2008 at 04:05:21 AM EST
Makes a single pass right over the top of the head.

Makes "Whoosh" sound.

Says, "You flew right by. Whatcha talkin' 'bout, Willis?"

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These are post modern times bub by sasquatchan (2.00 / 0) #3 Fri May 23, 2008 at 04:12:29 AM EST
We invent our own meaning to whatever someone else writes. Deconstruct and all that. Ignore whatever the author's intent was, because as a male, he was some misogynist, repressing, in-the-closet homo and we all know they can't be trusted.

The police ref was what came to mind when I only saw the title.

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ok wise guy by sasquatchan (2.00 / 0) #4 Fri May 23, 2008 at 06:02:20 AM EST
so I find out who this Ted Hughes character is, and find this poem is in reference to his dead ex wife (Plath) and how everyone piled the shit on him after she killed herself, and he's saying in this poem that all those folks piling shit on him are abusing her memory for their own use.

My title ? "Nothing is holy". Maybe "nothing is sacred" might have been better, but both show an understanding of what the poem is about with out knowing jackall about the author or background on the poem.

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I wasn't saying you didn't get the poem. by Beechwood 45789 (4.00 / 1) #5 Fri May 23, 2008 at 07:19:52 AM EST
I just didn't get your reference is all.

I'm not saying you missed my meaning, but the I missed your meaning.

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it's cool by garlic (2.00 / 0) #6 Thu Jun 05, 2008 at 04:02:47 AM EST
that the poem made you investigate the motives of the author, but like you said earlier, those motives should mostly be unnecessary to know to when looking at good art.

Like the extra crap on a DVD -- none of it is important to your initial understanding, and sometimes can make it worse (i'm looking at you, dr who confidential).


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