In ruck and quibble of courtfolk

In ruck and quibble of courtfolk
This giant hulked, I tell you, on her scene
With hands like derricks,
Looks fierce and black as rooks;
Why, all the windows broke when he stalked in.

Her dainty acres he ramped through
And used her gentle doves with manners rude;
I do not know
What fury urged him slay
Her antelope who meant him naught but good.

She spoke most chiding in his ear
Till he some pity took upon her crying;
Of rich attire
He made her shoulders bare
And solaced her, but quit her at cock's crowing.

A hundred heralds she sent out
To summon in her slight all doughty men
Whose force might fit
Shape of her sleep, her thought-
None of that greenhorn lot matched her bright crown.

So she is come to this rare pass
Whereby she treks in blood through sun and squall
And sings you thus :
'How sad, alas, it is
To see my people shrunk so small, so small.'

I'm new to poetry, is this about getting some really good dick?

I want to FUCK Sylvia

Seconding this

She was pretty active before meeting with Hughes.

Damn, would like to put a bun in that oven

Her husband was so jealous of her I bet
go figure, white sis male scum

would have loved to eat out that ass desu

okay, Yes, I too would fuck Syliva but that's not the point of this thread.

Is this poem about a preference for huge cocks or not?

>This giant hulked, I tell you, on her scene
Did she inspire the invention of the incredible hulk?

>Why, all the windows broke when he stalked in
>With hands like derricks,
Most prominent feature is large hands (hulk smash)(

guys, im really friggin spooked rght now, im really freaking out, haalpp heellllaapppp

does the Marvel's The Hulk have poetic origins?

Her eyes freak me out.

I fucking love Ted Hughes.

I hate how people paint him as a demon when sylvia was the one with the problems

two of his wives committing suicide is pretty damning, if that's all you know.

says who

the MASTER of this therad.... I am the OP!

It's about the raw allure of a Chad but how after he leaves you it sucks and you try a bunch of nice guys but they don't have the original lusty power of that first chad

Is she without satisfaction? or is she only just without that lust hmm?

My guess it is about good big dick, her looking for a big dick.

The big hulk man
"He made her shoulders bare
And solaced her, but quit her at cock's crowing."

Seduced her, and then left 'right before sticking his dick in'

"A hundred heralds she sent out
To summon in her slight all doughty men

So then she was so horny, she had to text 100 guys on tinder, to find 'doughty..."doughy" men into her 'slight...slit'

I thought it could have been about how its rare for her to find a big hulky man who is also intellectually stimulating...
and yes now I might see I am right about that

"Whose force might fit
Shape of her sleep, her thought-
None of that greenhorn lot matched her bright crown."

Her bright crown is her vagina... but also her intellect. if you note the last thing she says before that in that stanza "shape of her sleep, her THOUGHT' none matched her thought...

She cant find a good fitting husband, strong and smart. so she is treking through blood (having her period... not pregnant)

how are her people so small (intellectually, muscularly, penisly)

"So she is come to this rare pass
Whereby she treks in blood through sun and squall
And sings you thus :
'How sad, alas, it is
To see my people shrunk so small, so small."

Her peoples dicks are too small.

well (gott) damn bish... well maybe she would find a better man if she just frickin said that in plain english instead of fucking writing in some witchy code

Got Damn! Would have truly LOVED to have given her The Good

We are nearing closer to the truth.

damn

RIP James Incandenza

glad her head went in that ol' oven

jesus christ senpai

wow it is clear we are moved by extradimensional influences now

>he only just realized

FUCK