Sonnet September: To Science by Edgar Allan Poe

Science! meet daughter of old Time thou art, Who alterest all things with thy passing eyes....

Lenore by Edgar Allan Poe

Lenore1843 Ah broken is the golden bowl! the spirit flown forever!Let the bell toll!--a saintly soul floats on the Stygian river;And, Guy De Vere, hast thou no tear?--weep now or never more!See! on yon drear and rigid bier low lies thy love, Lenore!Come! let the burial rite be read--the funeral song be sung!--An anthem for …

Eldorado by Edgar Allan Poe

Poe was a writer, editor, and critic, best known for his tales of mystery and the macabre through poetry and short stories. He was a central figure of Romanticism in the USA and one of the earliest practitioners of the short story. He was the first well-known American writer to earn a living from writing alone, leading to a financially difficult life and career....

A Dream within a Dream by Edgar Allan Poe

Poe was a writer, editor, and critic, best known for his tales of mystery and the macabre through poetry and short stories. He was a central figure of Romanticism in the USA ...

Alone by Edgar Allan Poe

Poe was a writer, editor, and critic, best known for his tales of mystery and the macabre through poetry and short stories. He was a central figure of Romanticism in the USA and one of the earliest practitioners of the short story. He was the first well-known American writer to earn a living from writing alone, leading to a financially difficult life and career....

The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore— While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. “’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door— Only this and …

Poem Of The Week: A Dream Within A Dream

Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow — You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a dream; Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a vision, or in none, Is it therefore the less …