A Ray Upon the Eye
it was impossible to work
when day broke
you would have been mine
had I perhaps said:
lie down, listen–
night after night
the world’s a dreadful echo
of folk traditions
in the walls of old houses
tapping
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Erasure Poem made from Poe’s “The Tell-Tale Heart.” One poem per page from The Essential Tales and Poems of Edgar Allan Poe (Barnes & Noble, 2004)
James Brush is a teacher and writer who lives in Austin, TX. He tries to get outside as much as possible.
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