Those Many Mansions June 21, 2009
Posted by Mark Folse in cryptic envelopment, Dancing Bear, Poetry, Toulouse Street, Writing.Tags: Ted Hughes
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It is occasionally possible, just for brief moments, to find the words that will unlock the doors of all those many mansions in the head and express something – perhaps not much, just something – of the crush of information that presses in on us from the way a crow flies over and the way a man walks and the look of a street and from what we did one day a dozen years ago. Words that will express something of the deep complexity that makes us precisely the way we are “
- Ted Hughes, From: Poetry in the Making
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