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Poem 2 is a post in the This House of Dreams blog, written by Samantha Wells.

Transcript

Poem 2

As the photos are a bit blurry, I’ll transcribe the poems:

Divorce me from all that’s sane
Screaming, mute darkness
Descend on this frail frame
I drown in fathomless black space
Light never scratched
The depths of this domain
I see not; yet nothing could be worse
Than the shades
My mind calls herein
Alone at my own wake
The unraveling of reason’s skein

NOTE: It says “THE DARK PLACE” below the poem, and there’s a line from William Blake’s Auguries of Innocence “Some are born to endless night.”

Trivia

This House of Dreams posts
February 22 Introduction
February 23 Tour of the House
March 02 First Night in the House
March 05 Toys in the Attic
March 11 Shoebox Photos
March 14 Shoebox Dream
March 25 Under the HouseShoebox Poems
April 09 Poem 1Poem 2Poem 3Poem 4Poem 5Poem 6Poem 7Poem 8Poem 9Poem 10Poem 11Poem 12
May 30 Shoebox Dream 2
June 04 No Light, No Light
June 05 Untitled post
June 13 Haunted House?
July 22 Houseguests
July 23 Inside the Shoebox
July 26 More Shoebox PoemsPoem 13Poem 14Poem 15Poem 16Poem 17Poem 18The Title Page
July 29 Diving Deep