If you can reach
Beyond reality,
To thus so dream
With cerebral acuity,
You may transcend
Wonted portend,
In out of person
Sleep nocturnal,
If operose plight
Leaves you contrite,
In nightmares lined
With shades of night,
And issue begs
Be rid of fretful sights,
You might extol
Such dreams
Held ever bold,
Be screened
From light of day,
And duly purged
From nightly dreams,
Whose phantasmagoric lean
Meant be our night’s delight!
ode to Edgar Allan Poe
