Please visit these web pages :
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edgar_allen_poe
http://bau2.uibk.ac.at/sg/poe/
These will give you an idea of the life, and creative output of this 'weaver of words' who could cast a mystic spell on all his readers by the sheer force of his eloquent descriptions and lyrical imagery !
2006-07-30 19:53:21
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answered by Anonymous
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Edgar Allen Poe is one of Americas greatest authors. A drunk and an opium addict (which would explain his macabre tales) he is also given credit for coining the first detective novel. The most famous of his poems: The Raven... "Nevermore" deals with the loss of his sweet Lenore. while hispoetry is decent for the time period, his short stories are where he excels. The Tell-tale Heart, The Gold Bug, The Cask of Amontadillo, The Black Cat, The Fall of the House of Usher, The Masque of Red Death are all masterpieces. He had a unique way of drawing you into his opiate soaked visions and making the you shiver in your skin. Though by todays standards his stories though not scary do seem creepy, for the time period his tales of horror and woe were on par with todays slashers and gore flicks.
2006-07-30 19:51:47
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answered by salientsamurai 3
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To know Poe is to READ Poe, m'lady. Edgar Allen Poe is the inventor of the writing style known as American Gothic literature. It is dark but very entertaining. His poem 'The Raven,' while his most often quoted work, is in my opinion not his best. Read 'Cask of Amontillado,' or 'Fall of the House of Usher' to get an even better feel for his style. Absolutely one of the greatest writers of all time.
2006-07-30 19:54:28
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answered by Lonnie P 7
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OK pretty creepy...about killing in very morbid ways and of death...that was a real dark side of his....he was also a romantic...in his poetry.. He was deeply in love with his young bride who died well before here time...driving him onto the "dark side"...Check out any book on his poetry...way differant the the morbid Poe...Glad to be of help
2006-07-30 19:50:38
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answered by Anonymous
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American poet.
"The happiest day" — the happiest hour
The happiest day — the happiest hour
My sear'd and blighted heart hath known,
The highest hope of pride, and power,
I feel hath flown.
Of power! said I? yes! such I ween
But they have vanish'd long alas!
The visions of my youth have been —
But let them pass.
And, pride, what have I now with thee?
Another brow may ev'n inherit
The venom thou hast pour'd on me —
Be still my spirit.
The happiest day — the happiest hour
Mine eyes shall see — have ever seen
The brightest glance of pride and power
I feel — have been:
But were that hope of pride and power
Now offer'd, with the pain
Ev'n then I felt — that brightest hour
I would not live again:
For on its wing wall dark alloy
And as it flutter'd — fell
An essence — powerful to destroy
A soul that knew it well.
2006-07-30 19:51:23
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answered by TK 4
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was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.
I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.
And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.
The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me-
Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.
But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.
For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.
2006-07-30 20:29:26
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answered by bleedmeanocean22 2
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I like his poetry, but to me his genius was in his short stories.
2006-07-30 20:10:41
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answered by 7 3
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Once upon a midnight dreary.
He is a dark poet.
2006-07-30 19:48:30
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answered by think2day 3
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All you really need to know is his poem "The Raven" and the line "nevermore."
2006-07-30 19:49:01
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answered by Princess 5
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Read one of his story, so you'll have your own opinion about him
2006-07-30 20:36:03
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answered by tokala 4
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