Graves/Riding: What in the hell did I just read?!

I'm currently reading "Chapters in a Mythology," Judith Kroll's early (1976) critical study of Plath's work, which reveals an underlying mythology of Plath's symbolism throughout her later work and posits that all later individual poems were part of one greater piece. I agree.

Kroll also points out that "The White Goddess" (1948) by Robert Graves was a big influence on first Ted Hughes and then Sylvia Plath. I knew this from past reading, but one thing I didn't know until I just now looked it up on Wikipedia: Graves had a wildly tempestuous (read: sick) on/off relationship with the poet Laura Riding from about 1925 thru 1939, all the while he was going on about the "Muse" and the "Goddess" as some sort of "spiritual" entities. He was also a bisexual---meaning that he obviously didn't take the idea of a female Muse all that seriously. (Ha! I don't think that the uber-male Hughes knew about Graves' proclivities; nor did Plath, who also relished purely female norms, both in mythology and in the "women's magazines" of her time):

Here's the bit from Wikipedia:
She [Riding], Robert Graves and Nancy Nicholson lived in London until Riding's suicide attempt in 1929. It is generally agreed that this episode was a major cause of the break-up of Graves's first marriage: the whole affair caused a famous literary scandal.

When Riding met the Irish poet, Geoffrey Phibbs, in 1929, she invited him to join the household that already contained herself, Graves, and Graves's wife, Nancy. Phibbs agreed, but after a few months changed his mind and returned to his wife, referring to Riding as "a virago" in a letter to his friend Thomas MacGreevy.^[3] When they failed to effect a reconciliation, he rejoined the household but rejected Laura and moved in with Nancy.^[4] This was one of the catalysts for the incident of 27 April 1929, when Riding jumped from a fourth-floor window (or, according to Timothy Sandefur, 2019, “a second-storey window”) at the lodgings she shared with Graves, at the height of an argument involving Graves, Phibbs and Nancy Graves;^[5] having failed to stop her, Graves also jumped (from a lower floor), but was unharmed, whilst Riding sustained life-threatening injuries.^[6]

What a bunch of clowns! (I can literally hear "clown music" in my head while picturing the above menage changes and various jumping-out-of-windows, etc.)  And THIS man, the weak and decadent Robert Graves, was considered to be your Messenger of The Sublime?! A too-late wake-up call to these two victims of pseudo-mythology and pseudo-seers, Hughes and Plath: You were more a product of your current time than you were of any thousands-of-years bloodlines. You were both fools.