Monday, May 17, 2010

TYGUR



Tygur, tygur, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

Whenever I think of this poem I say "tiger" "bright" and "night" funny, like, german pronunciation.
It's intense! You should read the rest!

Red ColErase, Graphite Pencil, Tea, White Gouache

4 comments:

Simini said...

We totally sang that poem as a song in middle school choir! It was my favorite. But choir... not so fun...

Love the drawing! Yay for the zoo!

Jake Wyatt said...

radical.

Chelsea Stebar said...

OH MY GOODNESS I LOVE HIM.

Jacob said...

Mmm...tastes like William Blake. I really like this poem in collusion with his poem "The Lamb." Great work as always.