Raven Poem by Joseph Cross
Raven
Raven, raven black as night,
It darkens my doorstep and the corners of my heart,
Opal feathers spread amongst the coals of a dying fire.
One shining eye in the back of my mind,
To see into the depths of my soul.
He seems to grin as he’s glaring down,
From Pallas’s head above my door.
To quote E. Poe, who knows as I do,
The black beast shall leave me nevermore.
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