(4) Base Camp
Rest assured amigos, this little poem is only a 4. That said, there are a few little kinks that make it just a little trickier than we like. For example, the poem's opening questions come literally out of nowhere, and "Huh?" is a normal reaction when you first read them. Then, of course, there's all that business about those mysterious feet, and the Lamb of God, and the Countenance Divine, and Jerusalem, and those funny weapons… okay, you get the idea. Even though this is a little strange, you can read the poem a few times and more or less figure it out.
With Blake, that's all you'll ever be able to do: more or less figure it out. He's an enigma, and his poetry never really gives you that sense of total understanding that we all crave. So make the most of it, enjoy the ride, and if some parts are a little difficult, just know that Blake wanted it that way. Feel better?