Verses on Verses

I shall now, if you'll indulge me
write of Poe, and what divulged he
of, an' in, his poetry.

Often in poetic fashion
used he homophone expression.
"Quaff"[1], he begged twice, and with passion,
of an' in "The Raven".

"Quaff [...] nepenthe"[1], he'd implore,
the raven "quoth"[2], though,
as before,
merely one word:
"Nevermore"[3].

Through such terms of selfsame sound
the poem, while appearing round,
also becomes more profound.
For the reader will be bound,
and to - at that - no small amount,
to dive deeper, by such linking, into thinking.

More than words but reminiscent
utilized he repetition.
Repetition, because by repeating
he turned terms that else'd be fleeting
into intel here to stay,
capable, then, to convey
information fundamental;
information indeed central
such as - I'd already mention -
the raven's uttrance "nevermore"[4].

Too employed he metaphor[5] -
as might well be expected.
For as though by decree enacted,
seldom - as you will agree -
in poetry is this neglected.

Poe, the painter, so it seems
conjures up, through means of dreams,
pen as brush on parchment canvas,
imagery, as apt as endless.

Lastly on this list of styles
would I point out those lists compiled
by Poe himself, when, slave to language,
in description lacked he.
Thus for depiction
aligned, arrayed, linked and stacked he[6]
words of subtle difference,
so as to allow inference
of meaning new and in detail.

With such tools at his avail
a masterpiece had he constructed.
A quaint and a most curious tale
with much deduced of her deducted,
from his life
whose mind through loss most frail went.
Who longs for Homer's potion[1]
to cure him of his ailment.