Rudyard Kipling

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What of the hunting, hunter bold?
Brother, the watch was long and cold.
What of the quarry ye went to kill?
Brother, he crops in the jungle still.
Where is the power that made your pride?
Brother, it ebbs from my flank and side.
Where is the haste that ye hurry by?
Brother, I go to my lair to die!

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  • justineeichelber

    i stumbled upon Tiger--Tiger! today and its a great poem. realy makes you think about the cycle of life and the the hunter becomeing the hunted. the whole brother thing adds depth to it, showing connection between the characters in it. good stuff!

    • vitogaines8

      Just wrapped up with some late-night homework while going through Rudyard Kipling's work. His use of raw imagery and potent metaphors really are powerful. "Brother, it ebbs from my flank and side" is a line that resonates with me. It speaks volumes about Kipling's masterful understanding of human emotions and life and death cycles. Highly recommended for those seeking profound understanding through poetry.