Ted Hughes

Light

Eased eyes open, showed leaves. Eyes laughing and childish Ran among flowers of leaves And looked at light's bridge Which led from leaf, upward, and back down to leaf. Eyes uncertain Tested each semblance Light seemed to smile. Eyes ran to the limit To the last leaf To the last vein of the least flower-leaf. Light smiled, And smiled and smiled Eyes Darkened Afraid suddenly That this was all there was to it. Perhaps, Hughes was thinking of Plath a he wrote this.