Tiger, Tiger Burning Out
“Tyger! Tyger! burning bright,/ In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye/ Could frame thy fearful symmetry?”
That first stanza of the famous poem, “Tyger, Tyger, Burning Bright” by the eighteenth century English poet William Blake is disproven by this Vanity Fair photo of fallen hero, Tiger Woods.
Snapped by noted photog Annie Liebowitz some years ago, it graced the most recent cover of the mag for various reasons including America’s very own Tyger Woods’ November run-in with his mailbox, a hedge, a tree, and Mrs. Woods–and because the near-bankrupt Liebowitz needed some $$$.
Tiger Wood’s “fearful symmetry” has been well framed.
The first billionaire athlete, Eldrick Tont “Tiger” Woods, reached the pinnacle of an amazing career and here is depicted as a sullen street thug glaring into the camera with all the malevolence of an Attica inmate: . . .
(Read more and see the pic at http://www.genelalor.com/blog1/?p=1411)
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