Borrow'D Plumes

Poem By Adam Lindsay Gordon

[A Preface and a Piracy]

PROLOGUE

OF borrow’d plumes I take the sin,
My extracts will apply
To some few silly songs which in
These pages scatter’d lie.

The words are Edgar Allan Poe’s,
As any man may see,
But what a Poe-t wrote in prose,
Shall make blank verse for me.

Comments about Borrow'D Plumes

One hopes this is not confession but humor instead. It tickled my funny bone
Blank verse for me! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Nice expression. Beautiful poem shared.
borrow’d plumes, ......... well penned
a clever poem of stolen words?


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