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Ted Hughes Ted Hughes
(1930 - 1998 / England)
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Hawk Roosting
 
  I sit in the top of the wood, my eyes closed.
Inaction, no falsifying dream
Between my hooked head and hooked feet:
Or in sleep rehearse perfect kills and eat.

The convenience of the high trees!
The air's buoyancy and the sun's ray
Are of advantage to me;
And the earth's face upward for my inspection.

My feet are locked upon the rough bark.
It took the whole of Creation
To produce my foot, my each feather:
Now I hold Creation in my foot

Or fly up, and revolve it all slowly -
I kill where I please because it is all mine.
There is no sophistry in my body:
My manners are tearing off heads -

The allotment of death.
For the one path of my flight is direct
Through the bones of the living.
No arguments assert my right:

The sun is behind me.
Nothing has changed since I began.
My eye has permitted no change.
I am going to keep things like this.

Ted Hughes


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Shereef Elkhafif (10/11/2007 1:20:00 PM)
The hawk is used as a simple analogy to humans in power. In response to Desiree Iten, I don't think Hughes is comparing the Hawk to humans overtaken by 'sophistry' and 'manners' as you say.
The Hawk itself is powerful and in command of the earth below him: 'The convenience of the high trees! ' He is overjoyed by his power, and asserts his power by saying things such as: 'My manners are tearing off heads - The allotment of death.'
The hawk is conceited, 'Now I hold Creation in my foot, ' and certain of himself, 'my eyes closed.'
The hawk is at the top of the hierarchical chain that defines nature and how it runs, and seems unmoved by the fact that he does not need to defend his place on this chain: 'No arguments assert my right: The sun is behind me.' Furthermore, this word sun gives an image of light and righteousness shining upon the hawk, creating a shadow of justice covering all creatures below it. It may also relate back to the idea of nature and how it's rules and laws, no matter how ridiculous they may be, still support his position.
Desiree Iten, Hughes is not criticizing humans in general, which you seem to think he insists on doing. He is simply criticing the effects power can have on a living being, and demonstrating how it can change one's perspective on life, causing him to become almost dellusional because of this.
Desiree Iten (9/20/2007 4:45:00 AM)
i think it's about challenging our perspective. people think they are the most superior beings on this planet, that the world was created by God for us, that we are the ones in charge here and look down on all the rest, but the hawk looks down on us here. the wolrd is his for the picking. we pride ourselves on our 'sophistry' and 'manners' but the hawk just tears off heads - the seat of our intellect. we build airplanes and fly with the 'sun...behind' us in war and we think we're so smart, but actually all we're doing is trying to mimic the hawk, and we just end up using this technology to destroy ourselves anyway. we humans keep glorifying progress progress progress. the hawk has not 'permitted any change' to happen to his world or himself, and look where he is: still waaaaay above us. so what's the big deal with progress then anyway?
i think this poem is about getting people to stop and consider, 'what makes you think you're the one running the show? '

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