Ted Hughes was Poet Laureate of England from 1984 to 1998 when he died. He was born in Yorkshire in 1930 and grew up in a household haunted by the presence of his father's experiences in WWI. His father was one of a few British soldiers to survive the slaughter at Gallipoli. The book Ted Hughes - The Life of a Poet by Elaine Feinstein (WW Norton 2001) helps set the record straight about Hughe's life which was a tragic one. His first wife, Sylvia Plath, committed suicide after Hughes started an affair with another woman. (In so doing she gained the fame that had eluded her.) In America, embracing the onset of the feminist movement, Plath was sanctified, Hughes was vilified. Many critics bitterly attacked Hughes for Plaths death. He had two children with Plath. He also had a daughter with Assia Wevill that ended in tragedy, Wevill killed herself and her daughter. He was married a second time to Carol Orchard. Here is one of Hughe's most famous poems, The Jaguar.
The apes yawn and adore their fleas in the sun. The parrots shriek as if they were on fire, or strut like cheap tarts to attract the stroller with the nut. Fatigued with indolence, the tiger and lion lie still as the sun. The boa-constrictor's coil is a fossil. Cage after cage seems empty, or stinks of sleepers from the breathing straw. But who runs like the rest past these arrives at a cage where the crowd stands, stares, mesmerized, as a child at a dream, at a jaguar hurrying enraged through prison darkness after the drills of his eyes on a short fierce fuse. Not in boredom - the eye satisfied to be blind in fire, by the bang of blood in the brain deaf the ear - he spins from the bars, but there's no cage to him more than to the visionary his cell: His stride is wildernesses of freedom: the world rolls under the long thrust of his heel. Over the cage floor the horizons come.