Edgar Allan Poe

(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849 / Boston)

A Dream Within A Dream - Poem by Edgar Allan Poe

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
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Comments about A Dream Within A Dream by Edgar Allan Poe

  • Rookie - 140 Points Tandin Wangchuk (4/30/2015 11:15:00 PM)

    I stand amid the roar
    Of a surf-tormented shore,
    And I hold within my hand
    beautiful lines rendered (Report) Reply

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  • Freshman - 927 Points Pamela Leschevin D' Ere (4/7/2015 1:11:00 PM)

    I come close to Audrey Malloy, and feel the sadness of loss of three people he loved and that the sands of time like the hourglass, is past, present and future, stages we all pass thru, and like sand it goes so fast, especially present.
    Dream within a dream, is marvellous, and it needs no critic, or more than the depth of the poet's own rendering.
    What is a dream, something you can't analyse, ot take apart, it lives so close to us all, familiar and yet fleeting, we all dream, and what we dream belongs to our past, the daily routine, and the future's expectations. Panmelys (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 264 Points Samkelo Dlamini (4/2/2015 2:28:00 AM)

    Well written, imaginative poem (Report) Reply

    Rookie - 53 Points Farnood Jahangiri (4/22/2015 12:45:00 PM)

    And very musical, indeed.

  • Rookie - 43 Points Baro Done (3/29/2015 3:10:00 PM)

    The reflection of the world into our eyes seem nothing but the real. As the poem progress the doubt arises whether it could all come clean with that exact clearence. The clarity of the final outlook leaves nothing but the susception of the mind's ability to percieve or link to what is to be percieved in the reasons' eye. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 27,415 Points Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (3/12/2015 3:03:00 AM)

    A dream within a dream.... a very good poem of the great poet and likes. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Maddie O'malley (2/12/2015 6:51:00 PM)

    LOVE IT XXXX (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 4,748 Points Mj Lemon (12/25/2014 3:00:00 PM)

    If a dream is an attempt to reconcile the reality of loss with the experience having know a person, what is the dream within a dream? Awesome poem. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,011 Points Mark Arvizu (12/22/2014 9:07:00 AM)

    Dreams flee the grasping hand and send you back to reality (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 161 Points Arcely Talicuad (12/15/2014 12:06:00 AM)

    in my own generalization, sometimes in life, people tend to seek and keep things that are beyond possibility. they call it a dream. these dreams are, more often than not, triggered by the things people had been through, or sometimes it would just be manifestations of what they feel towards life. Moreover, in order for them to at least suffice their hunger for happiness, they tend to dream things, even if they are aware of the fact that it is way too far from reality. Yet, they hope till this hope fades away, then the only choice left is to ask themselves whether to keep going or just say goodbye to these desires and consider them a dream within a dream. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Audrey Malloy (11/14/2014 9:38:00 AM)

    I don't think the sand stands for time in the sense of the day by day but by the sum of our time on earth. We try to grab it and hold it but it slips through our fingers nonetheless. How many times have you said, it seems like only yesterday. Think about how Poe lost his mother, then his stepmother, then Virginia. A deep sadness not just for the loss of the people he loved, but a deep sadness for the fleeting moment he was given with each. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 39,733 Points Aftab Alam Khursheed (10/31/2014 9:47:00 AM)

    This earth is itself a dream and we dream so dreaming within the dream thus making earth a Pilgrim why because poet has many to ask with Lord- O God! can I not grasp, Them with a tighter clasp? O God! can I not save, One from the pitiless wave? Is all that we see or seem But a dream within a dream? how beautifully asked... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 348 Points Chris Howie (10/11/2014 8:56:00 PM)

    A poem about dreams, delivered in Poe's classic stylings. The tone, the voice, and the meter itself is quite easy to read, and there is a relateble sympathy in the way he, as we all try to, control and grasp each day as it passes, yet find that time marches onward. One of Poe's best, and that's saying something. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,011 Points Mark Arvizu (10/4/2014 3:40:00 PM)

    Bravo! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Wenzdae W (8/28/2014 6:44:00 AM)

    he means each grain of sand is literally each day of your life (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 4,240 Points Primrose Tee (7/2/2014 2:20:00 PM)

    Well writen ,nyc poem (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 14,135 Points * Sunprincess * (6/3/2014 7:56:00 PM)

    ............truly this is a brilliant write....and one of my favourite poems....love reading this one... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Eric Sawyer (5/21/2014 9:05:00 AM)

    I disagree about the golden sand. I don't believe it represents time. I feel that the golden sand is everything good and positive. Also I have thought that the golden sand could be about women (or men) too. (Report) Reply

    Rookie - 0 Points Wenzdae W (8/28/2014 6:46:00 AM)

    he means each grain is one day of your life

  • Gold Star - 27,415 Points Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (5/14/2014 2:56:00 AM)

    A good poem from the great poet. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 175 Points Angelina Holmes (5/6/2014 8:30:00 PM)

    I love the way he talks about time with the golden sand. The sand can represent time and how it slips through his fingers no matter how hard he tries to hold onto it. Very nice and rich poem. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,016 Points Michelle Claus (5/1/2014 11:14:00 AM)

    At the close of the first stanza, Poe declares that this is a dream within a dream. At the end pf the second stanza, he begs the question, Is this a dream within a dream? We each wrestle with the nature of existence, time, and how to reconcile our inevitable end. This poem has universal appeal. (Report) Reply










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