"Tyger, tyger, burning bright"*
When did you become
My only light?
Days are dark
As deepest night.
"Tyger, tyger, burning bright"*
Throw me your light
So I may swim free
From drowning
In mediocrity.
*The Tyger by William Blake
for Open Link Monday at Imaginary Garden With Real Toads
17 comments:
I've always liked this poem.
beautiful:'0
And what shoulder, & what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? & what dread feet?
Beautiful...you definitely don't drown in mediocrity. Thanks so much for stopping my blog tour.
don't get it, how does a tyger burn bright and what is a tyger? tiger?
I liked the music in this
I like this piece by Blake . . . many influences of him in Dublin which I remember especially from one of our visits.
"Days are dark as deepest night" - love that! I love the quote that sparked the poem too - well done.
I like this poem :)
Mediocrity can have advantages over Vogon poems.. but yours are neither... anyone referring to Blake win in my book.
Sounds like Alaska in the winter. :-)
Have a great week, Gail. hearts;
Blake describes well days that we all have drowned in.
I am only vaguely familiar with the first sentence, but am intrigued by what you added to it. Being a Dutch person, I have not read Blake's poetry, but I am interested now. But what you wrote interests me also, especially when you write about mediocracy. I want to know more about that.
Beautiful poem....apt words....loved the second stanza....
thanks for sharing this lovley gem...
to become 'mediocre' i think is my ultimate nightmare!
of course, i'm told i have no problem being different lol
stacy lynn mar
http://warningthestars.blogspot.com/
love this. that poem imprinted itself on my brain when i was young and still resides there. :)
It's a good one, isn't it?
=)
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