![Poe's poetry:
"The black hath mellow'd into grey, And all the fires are fading away.
My draught of passion hath been deep- I revell'd, and I now would sleep- And after-drunkenness of soul Succeeds the glories of the bowl- An idle longing night and day To dream my very life away.
But dreams- of those who dream as I, Aspiringly, are damned, and die: Yet should I swear I mean alone, By notes so very shrilly blown, To break upon Time's monotone, While yet my vapid joy and grief Are tintless of the yellow leaf- Why not an imp the greybeard hath, Will shake his shadow in my path- And even the greybeard will o'erlook Connivingly my dreaming-book. [1829-1831]
MYSTERIOUS STAR!
Mysterious star!
Thou wert my dream
All a long summer night- Be now my theme!
By this clear stream,
Of thee will I write;
Meantime from afar
Bathe me in light!
Thy world has not the dross of ours, Yet all the beauty-all the flowers"
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![Poe's poetry:
"That list our love, or deck our bowers In dreamy gardens, where do lie Dreamy maidens all the day, While the silver winds of Circassy On violet couches faint away.
Little-oh! little dwells in thee Like unto what on earth we see: Beauty's eye is here the bluest In the falsest and untruest- On the sweetest air doth float The most sad and solemn note- If with thee be broken hearts, Joy so peacefully departs, That its echo still doth dwell, Like the murmur in the shell. Thou! thy framing is so holy Sorrow is not melancholy. [1831]
TO--
Sleep on, sleep on, another hour- I would not break so calm a sleep, To wake to sunshine and to show'r, To smile and weep.
Sleep on, sleep on, like sculptured thing, Majestic, beautiful art thou; Sure seraph fans thee with his wing And fans thy brow-
We would not deem thee child of earth, For, O, angelic is thy form!
But that in heav'n thou had'st thy birth,
Where comes no storm."
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Allusive immediacies. Sleep Hygiene Research consultant. Somewhat socially functional. Mostly "neurodivergent". Errors all mine.My data and I are one. they/them
Allusive immediacies. Sleep Hygiene Research consultant. Somewhat socially functional. Mostly "neurodivergent". Errors all mine.My data and I are one. they/them
![“the sky here's very strange. I often have the sensation when I look at it that it's a solid thing up there, protecting us from what's behind . . . [from] nothing, I suppose. Just darkness. Absolute night.”
― Paul Bowles, The Sheltering Sky](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:pylo5pefhkagma7mqu5fh6aj/bafkreiawjo2jg5p7r4m2qjwyvu6rawu26en6mmuox5k2nbtivnae4bsqsq)
