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TED HUGHES’

NOVEMBERPART II

1.The month of the drowned dog.

2.After long rain the landWas sodden as the bed of the ancient lake,Treed with iron and birdless.

The month NovemberIs described as the

Month of the drowned dog. ItIs because the dog cannot

Wander when it is raining. ItAlso sets the mood of the

month

The description of the landAfter the rain

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3. In the sunk laneThe ditch—a seep silent all summer—Made brown foam with a big voice: that, and my bootsOn the lane’s scrubbed stones, in the gulleyed leaves,Against the hill’s hanging silence;Mist silvering the droplets on the bare thornsSlower than the change of daylight.

The description of the ditchAgainst the backdrop of

Rain

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4. In a let of the ditch a tramp was bundled asleep:Face tucked down into beard, drawn inUnder its lake like a hedgehog’s.

Lake here refers to pigment or the spot On the skin from where beard grow.The face of the tramp is comparedTo hedgehog

Tramp is a person whoDoes not have a fixed home. He wandersFrom place to place

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5. I took him for dead,But his stillness separated from the deathOf the rotting grass and the ground. A wind chilled,And a fresh comfort tightened through him,Each hand stuffed deeper into the other sleeve.

The poet watches the tramp. His Observations are presented. TheTramp’s reaction to chill climate isDescribed.

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6. His ankles, bound with sacking and hairy band,Rubbed each other, resettling.

7. The wind hardened;A puff shook a glittering from the thorns,And again the rains’ dragging grey columnsSmudged the farms.

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9. I stayed on under the welding cloudWatching the tramp’s face glisten and the drops on his coatFlash and darken.

8. In a momentThe fields were jumping and smoking; the thornsQuivered, riddled with the glassy verticals.

The description of the landscapeWhen it was raining and also theTramp was being watched

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10. I thought what strong trustSlept in him—as the trickling furrows slept,And the thorn roots in their grip on darkness;And the buried stones, taking the weight of winter;The hill where the hare crouched with clenched teeth.

11. Rain plastered the land till it was shiningLike hammered lead, and I ran, and in the rushing woodShuttered by a black oak leaned.

The description of the tramp as well asThe landscape affected by rain and chillness

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12. The keeper’s gibbet had owls and hawksBy the neck, weasels, a gang of cats, crows:Some, stiff, weightless, twirled like dry dark bitsIn the drilling rain.

13. Some still had their shape,Had their pride with it; hung.

14. Chins on chests,Patient to outwait these worst days that beatTheir crowns bare and dripped from their feet.

The description ofAnimals and

Birds affectedBy the rain.

Weasel

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NovemberNovember

LandscapeLandscape MindscapeMindscape AnimalscapeAnimalscape

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Tramp

Poet

Animals

Rain