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Sunday, May 31, 2009

Black is Beautiful

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door
Only this, and nothing more."
Edgar Allan Poe
picture taken at the Cape May Zoo


Elaine said...

I remember that poem from my high school days way back in '54-'58...... is it an example of iambic pentameter?

Elaine said...

and what a great picture of the crow.....