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Poem Details
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| Title: | The Raven |
| Author: | Ngoc Nguyen |
| Date Submitted: | 7/25/2005 |
| Email: | ngoc11@cox.net |
| Poem: |
Weary, weary, on a midnight dreary, alone, I read Edgar Poe's "The Raven". That bird rapping, rapping, tapping drily at his morbid constitution, hemmed in by that feathered, blackened angel of death. Preying without mercy, always waiting --ascertaining the ebb of waning health-- contemplating eating poor Poe dying. My own raven, like Poe's, can't I ignore, that bird rapping, rapping, tapping drily at my morbid constitution the more. Cawing for me deadly, incessantly. During moments like these, I must confess, I take prozac... a bullet's too much mess.... |