His Poems...

i started to fall in love with Ted Hughes' s poems after we were told to glance through all the poems that are written by him (if they could possibly be found)... although the descriptions are quite morbid, i like the way he put forth the crow's mannerism... Poems on nature are what i like to read... Thus, his pen - ons suit my criteria... I came across this particular one which is very much similiar to what i feel... And, oh my, i do love the sea!!!

Crow and the Sea

He tried ignoring the sea
But it was bigger than death, just as it was bigger than life.

He tried talking to the sea
But his brain shuttered and his eyes winced from it as from open flame.

He tried sympathy for the sea
But it shouldered him off - as a dead thing shoulders you off.

He tried hating the sea
But instantly felt like a scrutty dry rabbit-dropping on the windy cliff.

He tried just being in the same world as the sea
But his lungs were not deep enough

And his cheery blood banged off it
Like a water-drop off a hot stove.

Finally

He turned his back and he marched away from the sea

As a crucified man cannot move.

i love literature more than ever now... I hope to be in Miss Ratha's class next year (she's the one who will be teaching literature)... This year is actually coming to an end... I can't believe that i have done my foundations... Starting from January next year, first year degree syllabus for me...New challenges ahead with far more difficult assignments, coursework, presentations and of course, the final of all finals before I could fly yonder... Results will be out next year which is a little disappointing for me because i really really want to know my results badly... Though i might enjoy this holidays, i will still be thinking about the results... No fun knowing it next year, it seems like ages... And i dread this feelings...