Song of Israfel

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This was an experiment and writing exercise for me. I took phrase from an Edgar Allen Poe poetry book and combined them to make my own poem. Although most of the words belong to Poe, I added my own to help it flow and make more sense.

Submitted: March 22, 2012

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Submitted: March 22, 2012



~This is a symphony of Poe, the poet that inspired me to write~


Song of Israfel


Let the solemn song

of body and soul be sung

in that it haunts the lone regions

Where the moon never beams.


Spirits moving musically,

resignedly beneath the sky

in gray woods

of passion accurst.


To the trumpeter of the angels, Israfel,

his lips and all thy melody

along with his soul

gives me sigh for sigh.


But I will half believe

that the wild light of his most exalted station,

while the hours are breathing faint and low,

was fraught with mortal melody.

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