Sunday, February 14, 2010

Tet Lunar New Year: Feast of the First Morning, 2010













Happy Lunar New Year, folks!

Here are the last two stanzas of William Blake's "The Tyger" (Songs of Experience, 1794):

When the stars threw down their spears,
And watered 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?




















Enjoy Black Queen libations, or some handy equivalent. Many happy returns, and salud!

Today's Rune: Initiation.
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5 comments:

  1. AnonymousFebruary 14, 2010

    Genial brief and this mail helped me alot in my college assignement. Gratefulness you on your information.

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  2. the walking manFebruary 15, 2010

    I thought only Strohs beer was referred to s tiger piss? May you spend the next year not only running with the tigers but leading the pack.

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  3. pattinase (abbott)February 15, 2010

    One of the few stanzas that stay with me.

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  4. jodiFebruary 15, 2010

    Erik, that poem was written in 1974? Go Tigers! And cheers to you too!

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  5. ivan@creativewriting.caFebruary 15, 2010

    That Blake was some cookie monster,no?
    I especially like the Rose poem.
    So many levels.

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