Nay, nay, have a care, Psyche. (mutedtelevision) wrote in tdloab_cult,
Nay, nay, have a care, Psyche.
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The poison of the honey bee is the artist's jealousy.

Here is a discussion question I'd like you all to answer. You can make an individual post because some of your answers may be long, or you can answer in a comment.
The Tyger
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night.
What Immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder, and what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart begin to beat,
What dread hand? and what dread feet?

What the hammer? What the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears,
And water'd heaven with their tears,
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the lamb make thee?

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright,
In the forests of the night.
What Immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

-- William Blake (as I am sure you are all aware)

Now I would like to ask 2 things of you.
Analyze what you think this poem means.
and..
If you have any other William Blake poems you like.. post them.
Just an attempt to wake everyone up, get them pondering & talking more. ^_^ You don't have to answer right now.. You're allowed to ponder it or whatnot. I'm just curious. I shall post my answer in an edit later tonight because I have to go right now. =X
~ Laura

///Edit:
After reading Halston's & considering this, I think she is probably closer to the meaning than I am.. but this is what I thought of last night..
Mind you, it was about 5 am when I thought of this so if it is totally irrelevant or something.. I'm sorry.
This poem appears/appeared to be describing innocence & how it becomes corrupted by either time and usually in most cases after time (yet not in Tim's case).. death takes over the process. Instead of thinking of the Creator of whatever sort when Blake mentions the "Immortal hand or eye", I thought of death, or possibly time. The same for the part about aspiring.. once again, I thought of death, stealing everything the person ever was.. from the time he was just an innocent child ("the lamb") to the time he was much more than that.. a twisted, but hardly innocent version of his former self. When I thought of "twisting the sinews of thy heart" I thought of time & how people change as they grow older. And when he asked "Did he who made the lamb make thee?" I thought.. Blake is asking "Are you still that same innocent person? Is the Creator pleased with what you have become?" (thanks to the Immortal hand or eye(s) of death & time) "Could the same person who made that innocent child be the same one who made you as you are now?"
Therefore, it also makes sense how this poem related to Tim.
I hope I didn't confuse anyone too badly. X_x
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