Ted Hughes – Bride and Groom Lay Hidden for Three Days.

Maybe it’s the Summer holiday. Maybe I’ve listened to too much music. Maybe it’s something that I’ll keep to myself.

I have never been a huge reader but when I get into a book or written prose it can, if you can find or be directed to quality material – be as profound as great music.

Knowing little about Ted Hughes until very recently what struck me instantly is that some of his poems read like classic albums. I have only read three but can see that I will enjoy reading his work. Here is the first one that blew me away, brutal yet beautiful it has real organic power and resonates for some reason that I can’t put my finger on…

Bride and Groom Lie Hidden for Three Days

She gives him his eyes, she found them
Among some rubble, among some beetles

He gives her her skin

He just seemed to pull it down out of the air and lay it over her
She weeps with fearfulness and astonishment

She has found his hands for him, and fitted them freshly at the wrists
They are amazed at themselves, they go feeling all over her

He has assembled her spine, he cleaned each piece carefully
And sets them in perfect order
A superhuman puzzle but he is inspired
She leans back twisting this way and that, using it and laughing
Incredulous

Now she has brought his feet, she is connecting them
So that his whole body lights up
And he has fashioned her new hips
With all fittings complete and with newly wound coils, all shiningly oiled
He is polishing every part, he himself can hardly believe it

They keep taking each other to the sun, they find they can easily
To test each new thing at each new step

And now she smoothes over him the plates of his skull
So that the joints are invisible
And now he connects her throat, her breasts and the pit of her stomach
With a single wire

She gives him his teeth, tying the the roots to the centrepin of his body

He sets the little circlets on her fingertips

She stitches his body here and there with steely purple silk

He oils the delicate cogs of her mouth

She inlays with deep cut scrolls the nape of his neck

He sinks into place the inside of her thighs

So, gasping with joy, with cries of wonderment
Like two gods of mud
Sprawling in the dirt, but with infinite care

They bring each other to perfection.

 
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