Ted Hughes's "Pike" Dead are the ones who can make me feel. I troll their work, desperate for a bite, but They’re so far down. Not sullen, just content Not to take all that I have to offer — My readership, the boat in which I float. Maybe the shadow gives them some pleasure For by it they know that somewhere up there Is a fish hook shaped like a question mark, A question no one can make them answer.
Ted Hughes's "Pike"
Ted Hughes's "Pike"
Ted Hughes's "Pike"
Ted Hughes's "Pike" Dead are the ones who can make me feel. I troll their work, desperate for a bite, but They’re so far down. Not sullen, just content Not to take all that I have to offer — My readership, the boat in which I float. Maybe the shadow gives them some pleasure For by it they know that somewhere up there Is a fish hook shaped like a question mark, A question no one can make them answer.