I agree with Jake that ,is, is troubling.
If that ,is, was an ,are, things would be
However regardless of the ,is, inconvenience
I was quite captivated not only
by the implementation of the Echo effect
but the circumlocution of implied misdirection
portrayed by lurking shadow and cave
made me a bit misty-eyed.
I get it now 'is' refers to story not words.
I may now be of the opinion that this poem
acts rather like an opioid. In that I am now
even more bemused and misty-eyed.