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 Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2007 7:01 am
I recently came across a poem, which is a cleverly rewritten version of William Blake's famous poem about the tiger. It concentrates more on the tiger's vulnuability in conservation terms (sadly more relevant today) rather than the tiger's fierceness like the original.
What do you think of them?
The Tiger
By William Blake
1757-1827
TIGER, tiger, 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 began 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?
Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
Tiger Tiger Revisited
Gorden J.L. Ramel
Tiger tiger fading fast
in the shadow we have cast.
What brave law or business deal
Can they future's safety seal?
What the future, what the hope
that human kind may learn to cope
with life and maintenance of breath
without this need of needless death.
In what sulfurous cauldron groans
the mind that lives to sell your bones;
and in what moral poverty
live those who take thy life from thee?
What the learning, what the thought
values a life like yours at naught,
in what science or machine
can beauty such as yours be seen?
Who did he hate who sowed the seed
of human ignorance and greed;
and can he smile our work to see
as we who killed the Lamb kill thee.
Tiger tiger fading fast
from the present to the past.
How can mere humanity
So quickly still thy majesty?
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2007 7:39 am
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2007 2:44 pm
I will say that the poem's form is quite odd. However the point it brings is clear and I understand it. Of course, I would think that protesting is the only way to solve this problem which I have no affliciations with. Ergo, I'm not going ot protest for something that will never be solved.
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2007 10:43 am
The William Blake original is one of my all time favourite poems. The newer version of it is profound and very well written. I love tigers and they are dying so quickly.
@Septomor: The poem's form is as a poem written by Blake hundreds of years ago, and as well as being a masterpiece it is not remotely odd. And the only way the problem can be solved is if we believe it can be. If we have no faith in the matter at hand we have already lost.
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Le Aristocrat Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 6:49 pm
You might stop tiger hunting but can you stop them all?
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 9:44 am
Septomor You might stop tiger hunting but can you stop them all? Yes, we can. The question you should be asking, my child, is will we.
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Le Aristocrat Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 5:33 pm
donnythephoenix Septomor You might stop tiger hunting but can you stop them all? Yes, we can. The question you should be asking, my child, is will we. ok, but it doesn't change the question's meaning either way, and tell me when it'll end.
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