Edgar Allan Poe

(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849 / Boston)

Comments about Edgar Allan Poe

  • Swagger Mcjagger (1/10/2013 11:43:00 AM)

    I like how his poems have a happy mood to them but they don't rhyme and poems have to rhyme

    128 person liked.
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  • Kat Wong (11/10/2012 12:53:00 PM)

    how can you not like him? his poems are amazing + he was able to suffer through a hard life w/o to many issues
    seriously guys
    PS. READ his poem ALONE

  • A T (9/22/2012 2:17:00 AM)

    wow so many dislikes. i know he wasnt the nicest guy in the world but who are you? who are you to disrespect a persons legacy and life's achievement? you don't like what he has to say then don't read it. snobs.

  • Juan Olivarez (5/18/2012 12:00:00 PM)

    There are two kinds of poets. Edgar Allen Poe, and everybody else. nuff said.

  • Cloe De Nlie (5/15/2012 10:02:00 AM)

    Poe is my fav poet he is soooooo cool

  • Sayeed Abubakar Sayeed Abubakar (5/14/2012 8:54:00 AM)

    Yet we read your poems and short stories from the farthest corner of the world and get surprised.

  • Sayeed Abubakar Sayeed Abubakar (5/14/2012 8:52:00 AM)

    Yet we read your poems and short stories from the farthest corner of the world and get surprised.

  • David Rain David Rain (5/4/2012 7:54:00 PM)

    Poe isn't even JUST a phenomenal poet, he's fantastic with his short stories and his wordings. My favorite of his many literary abilities his how well he describes things. He always has the best, creepiest, crawliest descriptions out of anything from anyone. I'd of loved to have seen what he and some other great horror writers (such as H. P.) could do together.

  • Nomthandazo Lukhele (5/2/2012 9:36:00 AM)

    wow! He is indeed a poet

  • Walterrean Salley (5/1/2012 12:34:00 PM)

    Edgar Allen Poe is among the best. One of the greatest poets ever. Powerful, enduring works.

Best Poem of Edgar Allan Poe

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 gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand-
...

Read the full of A Dream Within A Dream

To M.L.S.

Of all who hail thy presence as the morning-
Of all to whom thine absence is the night-
The blotting utterly from out high heaven
The sacred sun- of all who, weeping, bless thee
Hourly for hope- for life- ah! above all,
For the resurrection of deep-buried faith
In Truth- in Virtue- in Humanity-
Of all who, on Despair's unhallowed bed
Lying down to die, have suddenly arisen

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