Thursday, October 28, 2010

The Poe Toaster


Distant steps; a shadow on the stone. Tiny graveyard noises.
Swirl of dark around the monument. Someone leaves three roses.

January's dark mornings replace October's lonesome nights.
Whirl of ravens round a steeple: windows shiver, cold with light.

In a tavern known as the Dark Tarn they hoist a glass for memory.
Someone stands on the bar and recites the last stanza of Ulalume.

A figure slips from the rear door and glides down the darkened street.
Frost-glittering trees watch over the silent cemetery gates.

Clink of glass in the shadows: a bottle of cognac is left with the roses.
Mystery greets mystery: this well-remembered grave is Edgar Allan Poe's.

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--image courtesy of Magpie Tales
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13 comments:

senderupwords said...

Great take on the Mag. Love the imagery here. Love and Light, Sender

Mary said...

What a great idea to write about Edgar Allan Poe's grave! Nice mag.

Everyday Goddess said...

Excellent connection! I can just imagine the gathering, your writing is so clear.

Diane T said...

Three roses and a bottle of cognac... can't get any better than that, in celebration of Edgar Allan Poe's grave.

willow said...

"Poe Toaster" is brilliant.

Kay L. Davies said...

Super. A completely different take, and of course Poe and graveyards go together.

Brian Miller said...

i have actually been to his grave...and perhaps raised a toast...a wonderful reflection.

Carrie Burtt said...

A very creative Magpie! :-)

Bee's Blog said...

How clever of you to link the truth into this Mag. well done - I enjoyed the read.

Tumblewords: said...

Love this!

kathew said...

Perfect!

Reflections said...

Great imagery... nicely told.

Sue J said...

This has a nice eery feel to it. Nice Magpie.