I almost forgot that today is Edgar Allan Poe's Birthday .... HAPPY BIRTHDAY E.A.
Such an inspiring writer...whose words can warm your heart or chill you to the bone . I have always had a 'thing' for artists who suffer for their work or because of their work... some call it suffering, I call it dedication of the soul. Van Gogh, Toulouse-Lautrec , Kerouac, Poe...and so many others. Think how different our visions would be without their dedications to the soul.
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!