O dread raven!
At the stoop of night you wait.
Guardian, atop the cemetery gate.
O devil bird!
Your eye, a sunless spark,
to penetrate the mysteries of the dark.
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art: Pngtree
This isn鈥檛 light鈥攊t鈥檚 the absence of light that still pierces the dark.
As if the raven sees what others cannot, even in total blackness.
Night, graveyard, raven, spark鈥攖his is gothic poetry at its core: where beauty lives in shadow, and power hides in silence.
