Allen Ginsberg, on reading william blake's "the sick rose".. help with analysis?

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this is a poem by william blake called the sick rose

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.

and this is Allen ginsberg's response to it

Rose of spirit, rose of light,
spirit whereof all will tell,
is this black vision of my sight
the fashion of a prideful spell,
mystic charm of magic bright,
o judgement of fire and fright?

what everlasting force confounded
in its being, like some human
spirit shrunken in a bounded
immortality, what blossom
gathers us inward, astounded?
is this sickness that is doom?






i am suppose to find out what Allens poem is expressing, and compare it to the first poem. i need help
 
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