Despair is the thing with scales; a Copy Poem

June 20, 2017
By jayflight2468 GOLD, DeKalb, Illinois
jayflight2468 GOLD, DeKalb, Illinois
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"Despair" is the thing with scales - 
That leeches on the heart - 
And whispers a secret without the proof - 
And never ceases - an art - 
And foulest - in the Peal - is felt - 
And sour must be the tongue - 
That could entice the fatal Snake 
That ended many old and young - 
I've seen it in the greenest place - 
And on the most heavenly Cay - 
Yet - even - in Ecstasy, 
It demanded acknowledgment - of me. 

The author's comments:

A copy-poem of Emily Dickinson's famous work, which twists into an entirely new idea, that at the same time hope is found in bad places, despair can creep into anyone as well, even when it seems they are at the top of the world.

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