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NEVERMORE

Poe's slick black nevermore

By Pamela WilliamsPublished 4 years ago 1 min read
NEVERMORE
Photo by Valentin Petkov on Unsplash

A shroud over muddy water shields my eyes from bright intrusion. Reminisce in the rain; that dead crow in the driveway. I thought the antiquated card of death meant a new beginning but is more a macabre or a malo animo. Will I see you in my dreams? Shall we kiss farewell a thousand days? Your clothes are in the closet and in the dresser drawers. Your pillow is still crumpled where we entwined in cosmic rays. Your towel in the shower is still damp. An angel from someplace alit and gathered all the treasure and left behind red lips as a kiss to compensate. I hesitate to sleep and wake up once again, to open eyes and comprehend Poe’s slick black nevermore.

heartbreak

About the Creator

Pamela Williams

“Suppose I had wings like the dawning day and flew across the ocean. Even then your powerful arm would guide and protect me.”

— Psalm 139:9–10, Contemporary English Version (CEV)

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  • Mackenzie Davis2 years ago

    "Your pillow is still crumpled where we entwined in cosmic rays. Your towel in the shower is still damp. An angel from someplace alit and gathered all the treasure and left behind red lips as a kiss to compensate." Wow. I adore these lines. Your word choices here are sublime, especially "alit" which really paints an entire story on its own. To imagine an angel coming down just to leave behind trails of its existence and its absence is so so rich with sadness and awe-inspiring beauty too. This is one of the best heartbreak pieces I've read.

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