Monday, April 19, 2010
Cynara Comments
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Last night, ah, yesternight, betwixt her lips and mine
There fell thy shadow, Cynara! thy breath was shed
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8/1/2025 11:40:53 PM # 1.0.0
Incredibly I learned this poem in high school English as an impressionable young lad. It an elegy for lost love as is The Raven, but from a unique point of view, being with a prostitute to forget her. A hypnotic rhythm like The Raven without the alliteration. Haunting. And the origin of the term Gone with the Wind.