Tuesday, December 31, 2002

The Sleeper Comments

Rating: 3.7

At midnight, in the month of June,
I stand beneath the mystic moon.
An opiate vapor, dewy, dim,
Exhales from out her golden rim,
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Edgar Allan Poe
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Chinedu Dike 02 August 2022

A wonderful poem in verse with rhythmic splendour

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* Sunprincess * 16 September 2015

....so imaginative and vivid ★

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Fred Scott 20 August 2015

As usual Edgar is spooky in all his work but enjoyable!

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Mark Arvizu 08 September 2014

always so macabre...

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Angela Hoffman 14 June 2010

Oh, lady dear, hast thou no fear? Why and what art thou dreaming here? ~I don't know why, but this is my favorite line throughout the whole poem. Beautiful.

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