(The) Raven’s Comeuppance
|Deep into that darkness peering,
long I stood there wondering, fearing…
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before
But the silence was unbroken, and the darkness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, `Lenore!’
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, `Lenore!’
Merely this and nothing more.
“Who is to say whether madness is,
or is not,
the loftiest intelligence.
Whether much that is glorious
whether all that is profound,
does not spring from “disease of thought.”
EAPoe
edgar allan poe | halloween | women of color | poetry