Saturday, September 21, 2019

The Raven Dream


I dreamt I called on Baron Corvus
In his sleek black evening dress
Slighter of build than his crow soldiers
At home in his Castle Nest
In his sleek black evening dress
Where his brightest eyes agleam
At home in his Castle Nest
Pick the diamonds from a dream
Where his brightest eyes agleam
Misted o'er with prophesy
Pick the diamonds from a dream
In the Courts of Treachery
Misted o'er with prophesy
Each enacted with a jest
In the Courts of Treachery
Unkindness teaches what is best
Each enacted with a jest
As a fool dreams he's a priest
Unkindness teaches what is best
What constrained and what released
As a fool dreams he's a priest
Cawing with a raven's croak
What constrained and what released
From the feather darkened cloak
Cawing with a raven's croak
That anyone may yet be Pope
From the feather darkened cloak
Comes the studied blasphemy
That anyone may yet be Pope
In the Nightmare reliquary
Comes the studied blasphemy
And bird's bones may be sold as saints'
Where merchandise the churchyard taints
Slighter of build than his crow soldiers
(And bird's bones may be sold as saints')
I dreamt I called on Baron Corvus...

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