The Poison Tree (Stanza 3)

Anger

apple tree

And it grew both day and night

Till it bore an apple bright

And my foe beheld it shine

And he knew that it was mine

The anger slowly disappeared.

The persona's anger grows and grows as it festers inside him.

The persona’s anger

The persona’s resentment

The persona's fruit tree

The persona's suppressed anger

He notices the apple as it is bright

He notices the apple as it is shining.

He has always longed for the apple.