The One That Got Me Interested In The Art Of Poetry !

A Poison Tree

I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe;
I told it not, my wrath did grow.

And I water'd it in fears,
Night & morning with my tears;
And I sunned it with my smiles
And with soft deceitful wiles.

And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright;
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine,

And into my garden stole
When the night had veil'd the pole:
In the morning glad I see
My foe outstretch'd beneath the tree

William Blake

Love this poem for the sheer strength of emotions that the words express. Love how the poem tries to bring out that very dark evil side of us humans through words and does it so effortlessly. It almost convinces me into believing that every human is flawed by nature and gives in to Evil just for a silly selfish reason.
Coming to the style ... Blake loves to keep it simple... the expression "When the night had veil'd the pole:" is something i cant stop pondering over no matter what I try. The simplistic style for this poetry combined with the strong climax makes this one a favourite !
shaawn shaawn
22-25, M
2 Responses Jul 21, 2010

Yes Cherry it is nice strong poem. Glad to know you like it too :)

It's a nice poem. I like it!