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A river valley seen in an interesting way January 22, 2009

Posted by Jenny in literature, nature, travel, Uncategorized.
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East Lyn River in Exmoor (more about this in a later post)

East Lyn River in Exmoor (more about this in a later post)

I think what I like  best about this poem by Ted Hughes is that it’s really all verbs.  All sorts of things are going on in his river valley.  It’s not different nouns stacked on top of each other, it’s big processes intensely happening.

In the Dark Violin of the Valley

All night a music

Like a needle sewing body

And soul together, and sewing soul

And sky together and sky and earth

Together and sewing the river to the sea.

In the dark skull of the valley

A lancing, fathoming music

Searching the bones, engraving

On the draughty limits of ghost

In an entanglement of stars.

In the dark belly of the valley

A coming and going music

Cutting the bed-rock deeper

To earth-nerve, a scalpel of music

The valley dark rapt

Hunched over its river, the night attentive

Bowed over its valley, the river

Crying a violin in a grave

All the dead singing in the river

The river throbbing, the river the aorta

And the hills unconscious with listening.



1. wordzmith12 - March 6, 2014

Righteous!!! Thanks for the Ted Hughes post

Jenny - March 6, 2014

Glad you enjoyed it!

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