Raven

Hey, Lisa.

Once upon a midnight dreary,
while I pondered, weak and weary …

So begins Edgar Allan Poe’s “The Raven,” the perfect poem for depicting the darkness associated with ravens. A dark tale of death … about a grieving lover haunted, taunted, by the hovering presence of a raven. Quite a nasty reputation for an animal that’s actually wicked smart.
How intelligent?
“I would say as intelligent as great apes or dolphins,” claims Rebecca Sturniolog, a curator at the Smithsonian’s National Zoo in Washington, DC.
She feels that ravens get a bad rap.
But why?
The deep black of the feathers, their doll-like eyes that seem like they’re always watching–unblinking–then there's the fact that they are always around dead things because they’re scavengers.
They like to pick at corpses.
That doesn't help their reputation, of course.

There is absolutely nothing to pick at in this stunning poetic piece. It's perrrrrrrrfect!
~Dean ☠

Fantastic word choices here ....creating a perfectly beautiful tone for this piece!!.......ALL STARS!!......well done dear poet sister!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!......T xo ???✴✴❤✴?

I am wordless!! Everything is perfect!!!
Thanks for sharing Lisa,

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