William Blake always believed he was the most important person in a room. He walked with his head up high and a straightened back whenever he entered a space, not even caring about the people that were "below" him. I shook my head, biting a piece of my sandwich and chewing on it. I wondered why he had the need to act like he did because nobody ever harmed him in Riverside High. Once I finished my food, I pushed the plate away. Harper still hadn't shown up, she probably had some excuse again but I couldn't be bothered. I only stared in the direction of William and his minions. It wasn't a gaze full of love like most of the girls had here, my look was full of detest. However, Harper interrupted my actions when she put her plate down with a …show more content…
She was the one that started the talk as she had noticed it whenever she had classes with him. Harper opined I had to have a chat with him, but I never commenced it. It sensed like venturing into dangerous waters. Neal didn't like it when someone encountered him, so I didn't endeavor it. Plus, Neal would most likely start about me having no feelings for him anymore, something that evermore happened whenever I sought-after some explanations and reasons for his behavior. I couldn't help but notice William. He seated in the same row as me, a couple of chairs away. William didn't seem busy with the class, he ran his hands through his dirty blond hair. Then he turned his head, noticing me. His lips curled into a smile and winked. My cheeks burned, I lowered my head and squeezed the pen. I still could feel his gaze on the side of my visage. When I dared to take a peek, his blue eyes gleamed with an inner glow of flirtation. He checked me out from head to toe, licking his …show more content…
He dragged his mitt through his black, curly hair and let out a sough. "I don't want to fight," he announced, "really, I love you. Do you love me too, Jennifer?" My head pounded. There was no possibility to tell him the truth. Neal would never let me go, he would keep a constant eye on me and try to stay in my life. I couldn't accept it, so I bit my lip as I turned my head slightly away. A heavy burden overwhelmed my body. I looked up, gazing into Neal's eyes. He had already walked closer, closing the space between the two of us. I could not wait any longer for an answer or he would overpower me again. "Yes," I said, slower than I meant. "I love you." Neal smiled and closed the space completely, leaning forward and pressing his lips to mine. In the past, it always felt like fireworks were shot in my stomach, but this time the feeling remained far away. I couldn't explain it. All my feelings had vanished like a shadow in the sunshine. Neal didn't even hand me light in my life anymore, he only cared for the dark. When Neal stepped back, he grabbed my hand and rubbed a lock of hair out of my face. Yet I wasn't really focused on him, I noticed William in the crowd. He had his arms crossed, his eyes fixed on me. William shook his head and walked
Sir William Blake was known for his lucid writings and childlike imagination when it came down to his writings. Some will say that his writings were like day and night; for example, "The Lamb" and "The Tiger" or "The Little Boy Lost" and "The Little Boy Found." Born in the 18th century, Blake witnessed the cruel acts of the French and American Revolutions so his writings also, "revealed and exposed the harsh realities of life (Biography William Blake)". Although he never gained fame during his lifetime, Blake's work is thought of as to be genius and well respected today. "The lack of public recognition sent him into a severe depression which lasted from 1810-1817, and even his close friends thought him insane (William Blake,)". Blake once stated, "Always be ready to speak your mind, and a base man will avoid you (http://brainyquote.com/quotes/authors/w/william_blake.html )."
Natoli, Joseph. "William Blake." Critical Survey Of Poetry, Second Revised Edition (2002): 1-12. Literary Reference Center. Web. 17 Jan. 2014.
William Blake is remembered by his poetry, engravements, printmaking, and paintings. He was born in Soho, London, Great Britain on November 28, 1757. William was the third of seven siblings, which two of them died from infancy. As a kid he didn’t attend school, instead he was homeschooled by his mother. His mother thought him to read and write. As a little boy he was always different. Most kids of his age were going to school, hanging out with friends, or just simply playing. While William was getting visions of unusual things. At the age of four he had a vision of god and when he was nine he had another vision of angles on trees.
Mason, Michael. Notes to William Blake: A Critical Edition of the Major Works. Ed. Michael Mason. Oxford: Oxford University Press, 1988.
William Blake was a modern thinker with a recalcitrant political spirit. He used poetry and art as sociopolitical weapons, which were raised boldly against the establishment. These sociopolitical weapons, which began with him, are still used today in all types of artistic and political activities. Although known as a madman and a mystic, (Elliott) his art and his poetry were guided by the visions of radical change. Even today, his work is both relevant and profound. The brilliant approach he took with difficult political and moral topics created unique artistic representations that are very much as relevant today as they were when Blake first adopted their use.
In one of his note books Blake said, "the nature of my work is visionary or imaginative; it is an endeavor to restore what the ancients call the golden age." Not only is the nature of Blake's work visionary, he claimed to have actually seen visions early in childhood. The first time he saw God was when he was only four; God put his head to the windows, and set to screaming. Four years later, he saw a tree filled with angels. Naturally, such things looked fantastic to the people around that when he told of this to his father, he narrowly escaped thrashing. Another occasion he ran home crying that he had seen the prophet Ezekiel under a tree. He saw, too, angels among the hay-makers, and to a traveler who was talking of the splendour of a foreign city, he said, do you call it splendid? "I should call a city splendid in which house were of gold, and pavements of silver, the gates ornamented with precious stones."
The theme of guardianship, being the act of guarding, protecting, and taking care of another person, is very prominent in William Blake's 'The Little Black Boy';. Three distinct instances of guardianship can be seen in Blake's poem. These guardianship roles begin with the little boy's mother, followed by God, and ultimately ending with the unsuspecting little black boy himself.
Gleckner, Robert F. The Piper and the Bard: A Study of William Blake. Detroit: Wayne State University Press, 1959.
William Blake's The Sick Rose. "The sick rose" is a very ambiguous poem and open to several interpretations, Blake uses lots of imagery and. effective metaphors. My first impression of the poem was that it?s very negative and includes elements of destruction.
William Blake's "London" is a representative of English society as a whole, and the human condition in general that outlines the socio-economic problems of the time and the major communal evils.
The mood and tone of this poem set more examples of how the reader can view Blake’s incorporation of one of the states of human soul. The mood is graceful, while the tone is sincere but yet simplistic. This poem is a great representation of innocence, due to the way Blake states if we achieve the four virtues we will be more like
withholding the anger from the “foe”. Blake uses the simplicity of the poem to surprise his
The poem ‘The Echoing Green’ is written by William Blake. It is taken from SONGS OF INNOCENCE. It is divine voice of childhood unchallenged by the test and doubts of later years. Blake expresses in simple and lovely diction the happiness and innocence of a child’s first thoughts about. This is a pictorial poem. ‘The Echoing Green’ is a poem about a grassy field on a warm morning in late spring. The poet gives a very beautiful description of a dawn and morning of spring. The spring represents the life. Morning is the beginning of life and the dark evening is the end. This poem is a blend of child like innocence and grayness of later years. It is symbolic and draws a contrast between youth and old age. Blake has expressed broad meaning of the playground. The children are carefree and they are not surrounded by any kind of worries because worries are associated with old age and pleasures with childhood. The children are busy in games.
LaGuardia, Cheryl. "WILLIAM BLAKE: SONGS OF INNOCENCE AND OF EXPERIENCE." Library Journal 128.9 (2003): 140. Academic Search Premier. EBSCO. Web. 13 July 2011.
... hard and emotionless as the peeling walls of the home we’ve just departed. I leave him with the hospital staff and tell them this man’s story. Then I slump in a chair to take in all that just happened. The world seemed to stop for the time I was with him; I had so many feelings it’s time to process them. I look at my watch and realize this whole time has only been 15 minutes.