Crow
Milford, OH
Hope you like the shot. It's that hellish, spooky time of year again. Time to pay homage to one of the greats, Mr. Poe. 'Ligeia' and 'The House of Usher' are actually my favorites. But here's a section from a wicked poem from the master himself. C.A.
by Mr. Edgar Allan Poe, 1809 - 1849
...Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
“Surely," said I, “surely that is something at my window lattice;
Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore—
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;—
‘Tis the wind and nothing more!”
Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and
flutter,
In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore;
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or
stayed he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber
door—
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door—
Perched, and sat, and nothing more...
