I was sorry to see that Nicholas Hughes, son of Ted Hughes (the late poet laureate, adapter of Seneca and Euripides, author of Crow etc.) and Sylvia Plath (author of Ariel, The Bell Jar etc.) had taken his own life. Odd but appropriate to think of the son of Hughes and Plath in Alaska, fishing in the wild waters and sitting through those long dark winter nights, those pitiless light-filled summer nights.
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Thanks for the link. A horrible story. Near the anniversary of his half-sibling’s death as well. Ack.
It is pretty dark. Suicide seems to be one of those self-destructive behaviors that people learn from their parents, e.g. John Berryman and the “dreadful banker” who shot himself under his son’s window.
Um. I think I’ll go hug one of my kids.
Kid-hugging works.