About theWork...

Composed in 2007, an impression of the Poe’s poem.

 

A Dream

by Edgar Allan Poe

 

In visions of the dark night
I have dreamed of joy departed—

But a waking dream of life and light Hath left me broken-hearted.

Ah! what is not a dream by day To him whose eyes are cast

On things around him with a ray Turned back upon the past?

That holy dream—that holy dream, While all the world were chiding,

Hath cheered me as a lovely beam A lonely spirit guiding.

What though that light, thro' storm and night, So trembled from afar—

What could there be more purely bright In Truth's day-star?