>O Rose thou art sick. >The invisible worm,. >That flies in the night. >In the howling storm:

>O Rose thou art sick.
>The invisible worm,
>That flies in the night
>In the howling storm:

>Has found out thy bed
>Of crimson joy:
>And his dark secret love
>Does thy life destroy.

What did he mean by this?

  1. 2 weeks ago
    Anonymous

    Bugs ate the roses

  2. 2 weeks ago
    Anonymous

    On-the-spectrum people need not apply

    • 2 weeks ago
      Anonymous

      I read it and shuddered and saw vivid imagery that I did not know the meaning of and now I'm trying to decipher the poem.

      • 2 weeks ago
        Anonymous

        Bugs ate the roses you fucking troglodyte.

        • 2 weeks ago
          Anonymous

          time to take a chill pill lil buddy

          • 2 weeks ago
            Anonymous

            I understand not understanding poetry but you are so stupid you deserve to get crushed by a falling piano.
            Would you like me to go over the poem line by line or would you still insist it has some further esoteric meaning beyond Blake having a poetic mind and rendering something mundane in beautiful language and meter?

            • 2 weeks ago
              Anonymous

              First of all, I'm not OP. Second of all, you definitely sound unhinged and you definitely need to take a chill pill LOL

              • 2 weeks ago
                Anonymous

                Go knit me socks grandma

              • 2 weeks ago
                Anonymous

                What a story, Mark

            • 2 weeks ago
              Anonymous

              >taking poetry literally

  3. 2 weeks ago
    Anonymous

    benis goes into bagina and sex happens at night and it's all furious and violent and pregnancy is a severe burden afterward

  4. 2 weeks ago
    Anonymous

    william blake was a real one and probably the best english poet of the last two hundred years along side TS Eliot

    • 2 weeks ago
      Anonymous

      Keats > Blake

      I know my opinion is plebeian and that Blake was undoubtedly greater but the divine vision of Keats is sorely underappreciated and he certainly would have become a greater poet than Blake had he lived longer.

      • 2 weeks ago
        Anonymous

        Blake was a fraud, Keats was the best English poet. You're a cringe homosexual.

        • 2 weeks ago
          Anonymous

          Anon, I love Keats too, but you need to let go. Keats died young, and Blake is one of the greats.

          • 2 weeks ago
            Anonymous

            Never discussed poetry again pseud

            • 2 weeks ago
              Anonymous

              What makes you hate Blake?

              • 2 weeks ago
                Anonymous

                He's just not good enough. His appeal is overblown by his cult following. Meanwhile Keats had genuine lyrical excellence and he stands tall as a giant when assessed purely based on his poetic talent. Blake does not. Yeats was also a pseudo-mystic poet but he was actually good.

            • 2 weeks ago
              Anonymous

              don't sign your posts

              What makes you hate Blake?

              you're falling for bait

  5. 2 weeks ago
    Anonymous

    An incubus.

  6. 2 weeks ago
    Anonymous

    It's about post-nut clarity.

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