Friday, 14 June 2013

Feature & Follow #20 - Spine Poetry

Feature and Follow Friday is host by Parajunkee and Allison Can Read and give bloggers a topic to discuss each week while discovering new blogs.

Q: Activity: Spine Poetry. Create a line of poetry with your book spines (take a picture). Not feeling creative? Tell us about your favorite poem.

It's been a while since I've done FF, but I needed a break from studying and this was the perfect distraction!

Poetry isn't really my thing, and I definitely can't think to put together a poem out of my book spines! However, I have always loved Edgar Allan Poe, and especially "The Raven". I love the devotion to his lost love, and the turmoil between trying to forget her, and trying to remember her. I also love the creepy and maddening effect of the Raven on the narrator - I'm not sure why. I do like creepy things though.  

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
`'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door -
Only this, and nothing more.'

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow; - vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow - sorrow for the lost Lenore -
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore -
Nameless here for evermore.

And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me - filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating
`'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door -
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door; -
This it is, and nothing more,'

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
`Sir,' said I, `or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you' - here I opened wide the door; -
Darkness there, and nothing more.

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the darkness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, `Lenore!'
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, `Lenore!'
Merely this and nothing more.

Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
`Surely,' said I, `surely that is something at my window lattice;
Let me see then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore -
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore; -
'Tis the wind and nothing more!'

Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore.
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door -
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door -
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,
`Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,' I said, `art sure no craven.
Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the nightly shore -
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning - little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door -
Bird or beast above the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such name as `Nevermore.'

But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only,
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered -
Till I scarcely more than muttered `Other friends have flown before -
On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.'
Then the bird said, `Nevermore.'

Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
`Doubtless,' said I, `what it utters is its only stock and store,
Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful disaster
Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore -
Till the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore
Of "Never-nevermore."'

But the raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door;
Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore -
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore
Meant in croaking `Nevermore.'

This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing
To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core;
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er,
But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er,
She shall press, ah, nevermore!

Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor.
`Wretch,' I cried, `thy God hath lent thee - by these angels he has sent thee
Respite - respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore!
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

`Prophet!' said I, `thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! -
Whether tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted -
On this home by horror haunted - tell me truly, I implore -
Is there - is there balm in Gilead? - tell me - tell me, I implore!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

`Prophet!' said I, `thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil!
By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore -
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels named Lenore -
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden, whom the angels named Lenore?'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

`Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!' I shrieked upstarting -
`Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken! - quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted - nevermore!

So are you into poetry? Did you do a spine one this week? Or do you just have a favourite poem? Leave a link to your post so I can visit. =)

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  1. Yup! Poe is classic. I tend to get chills when I hear his poetry! :D Old follower via GFC and Bloglovin'. My FFs are at Musings on Fantasia and LKHill. Happy Friday!

  2. Hi I'm new to blogging and following thru from Parajunkie's follow friday.
    You can follow me back at "SnowRavyn's Reviews"

  3. Wow, Poe's poems are always so eerie, I get goosebumps reading his work!

    New Bloglovin follower :)

    My FF

  4. I tried writing one with the titles of the books since that's how i saw someone else do it. But mine's not so good! Didn't have a whole lot of prep time for it!

    Here's my Follow Friday

    Have a GREAT weekend!

    Old Follower :)

  5. I do like poetry, but I don't really read a lot of it, nor write a lot of poems :) But I did have a lot of fun with mine this week!

    Old follower via bloglovin, here's my FF post for this week.

    Have a fantastic Friday :)

  6. Poe is great! Nice pick:)
    Old follower.

    My FF:

  7. I like The Raven too :) Have a magical weekend! :)
    New follower via GFC :)
    Here's my FF: Maria@Maria's Bookshelf

  8. Oooh Poe. I never really could get into his works unfortunately. But I do appreciate the literary mastermind that he is. Great pick!

    New Bloglovin' and Twitter follower

    My FF

    Jessica@Lovin' Los Libros

  9. Great Post
    Now Following :)
    Danielle @ Coffee and Characters
    My FF

  10. I LOVE The Raven. I used to have the entire thing memorized, believe it or not. I can pretty much only remember the first section now, but I still love it!

    I'm a new follower via BlogLovin'.

    You can find my poem here.

  11. Hi, I’m Nova! You probably haven’t heard of me. I’m going out of my way to be more social (@NovaBlogder on twitter… Trying to tweet more.) That being said…

    I was waiting for someone to add Poe! Good on you :)

    My feature... Don’t forget to follow!
    - Nova @ Musings of a Blogder

  12. I wondered when I was going to come across someone with the same favorite poem as me . . . great choice. :)

    New follower via Twitter and Bloglovin

    My FF is here if you would like to follow back:

    Your banner is so pretty.

  13. Edgar Allan Poe is my favorite poet as well. I love the Raven. I think my favorite is A Dream Within A Dream or Spirits of the Dead.

    New Bloglovin' Follower :)
    My FF

  14. Poe is pretty awesome. Definitely a great choice.

    New follower via GFC and bloglovin'. :)

    Bettering Me Up

  15. Poe is definitely a fab choice! I'm a new follower via bloglovin, GFC, and Twitter (@MeredithRaeJ).

    Meredith’s Musings

  16. Nice poem, I love it! Check out my FF
    Elizabeth @ Stuffed Shelves

  17. Hi I'm new to blogging and following thru from Parajunkie's follow friday.

    You can follow me back at "SnowRavyn's Reviews"


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