Saturday 1 May 2010

Endless Night. Auguries of innocence by William Blake

To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.
Every night and every morn
Some to misery are born,
Every morn and every night
Some are born to sweet delight.
Some are born to sweet delight,
Some are born to endless night.

Well...these are my words on this beautiful words from William Blake. Everytime I read this poem (this is an extract though), I feel mesmerised by its powerful images and the messages it conveys to the reader. Full of imaginary passages, the text takes us to a world in which many maxims may leave a deep timeless message. I have the thought, the first lines give the expression of capturing simple things and, reading them "between lines", we can make new interpretations about them. "Hold eternity in an hour"... Gosh! So nice...At first sight it makes no sense, but thinking on that premise, an hour might be an eternal moment in our minds. "Every night and every morn, some to misery are born"; "Every morn and every night, some are born to sweet delight"..."Some are born to endless night". Once again, so much powerful words, loaded of pictures and sounds. Of course, I think this kind of poetry, it's very likely to be interpret from a persona point of view, with own-thinking perspective. With respect to the last lines, I dare to say they're great. I think it tries to recapture life in the world, and the aftertimes every person has to experience. It's like a mystery of fate in which we can find some many contrasts. I think this is very worthy of read. As the poem says...a sweet delight.

Slavonic

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