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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Topic(s) of this poem: dream

Comments about A Dream Within A Dream by Edgar Allan Poe

  • (11/1/2011 9:57:00 AM)

    Woow.. This poem speak very clear,

    A dream within a dream...
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  • (5/1/2011 7:51:00 AM)

    I like this poem. I lik Poe's stories also. (Report) Reply

  • (5/1/2011 3:31:00 AM)

    I don't know the background of the poem yet definitely poe would have been in a great agony when he wrote this poem. This is such a great work of Poe as noone can escape its charm. Great poem with a lavish style of writing. (Report) Reply

  • (6/30/2010 2:32:00 PM)

    well i thought he wrote more that 50 but many were lost when his house was burnt to the ground? (Report) Reply

  • (6/28/2010 3:14:00 PM)

    Gifted, imaginative, and true, Edgar Allan Poe knows how to bring a poem to life. The vigor of his words and their meaning reaches beyond the screen and touches the soul. (Report) Reply

  • (5/23/2010 6:45:00 PM)

    In that a dream is fleeting and hard to remember, Poe seems to be relating his feeling of desperation and sadness at the passing of time, and comparing it to a dream. He wishes he could save just one moment of his life, or the life of another. 'Take this kiss upon the brow, and, in parting from you now-' (Report) Reply

  • (5/1/2010 9:50:00 PM)

    the darkness within poe only few can understand... the ones who have darkness within them too. he was so disturbed and his poems are haunting. he is my favorite poem of all time :) (Report) Reply

  • (5/1/2010 11:07:00 AM)

    a lot of people will never understand poe. that is a terrible thing. poe was tormented by numerous devils and his poems and stories were his escapism. poe actually wrote only 50 poems in his life, only 50. not volumes upon volumes. but every one was a work worthy of the effort of a genius. (Report) Reply

  • (5/1/2010 9:17:00 AM)

    Edgar Allan Poe dreamed great poetic dreams and spun them into poems which may intrigue or sadden us, some of these poems attain haunting resonance within the mind, his poems are dreams within the dream of life. (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh T A (5/1/2010 8:20:00 AM)

    As the sands washed away by sea waves dreams cannot be retained! Trying for the impossible things one's life will certainly become a big waste. Realisation comes late for many as has happened to Edgar Allan Poe indeed! (Report) Reply

  • Kevin Straw (5/1/2010 7:39:00 AM)

    Pull yourself together Poe! Come of the funny stuff, and get a life. This weeping, maudlin, self-pity makes me sick. 'Is this a dream within a dream'? - no, it is not! (Report) Reply

  • (5/1/2010 2:46:00 AM)

    This is sad and wonderful. I know people will take many meanings from this poem but for me it is about grief and the torments endured when those they love are taken from them. Then the realisation that everything you have will be taken from you including life itself and that you have no control over it or ultimately, anything. (Report) Reply

  • (4/25/2010 5:37:00 PM)

    Was it not Philip K Dick that wrote:

    The phenomenal world does not exist; it is a hypostasis of the information processed by the Mind.
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  • (4/7/2010 2:19:00 PM)

    In my mind this poem is poe capturing what most people feel, that life is but a speck within something bigger than this (Report) Reply

  • (4/4/2010 3:24:00 PM)

    I think my interpretation of this poem can be compared to a modern day phrase. 'Life's a joke.' I think for Poe, who has suffered infinite pitfalls, he saw a lack of truth. Grains of truth that seemed so few and far inbetween. He took nothing at face value and kissed this goodbye. (Report) Reply

  • (3/15/2010 3:22:00 PM)

    This is a masterpiece- a great poet-only gives us great moments of enjoyment- not nessesarly a great philosophy- We, contrary to this sad moral teaching, that we can not save or change any one's destiny, can do so much with so litle afford to ease the pain of others- (Report) Reply

  • (1/4/2010 3:32:00 PM)

    Each moment of your life is a dream, dreamt by the 'other' you, the Observer. We 'think' we live this life, yet, for our souls it is just a dream. A dream within a dream. It is God dreaming a dream. One day, when you have crossed the tunnel and have disposed of all your heavy clothing (your body) , you will realize this Truth: each fleeting moment (the golden grains) cannot be recovered. Even if you wanted, you cannot save or preserve even a minute of your time. Once a minute is gone (can I not save one from the pitiless wave) it is not recoverable. Thus, Carpe diem. Live each minute, each second of your life, intensively, with all your heart and soul. Live each moment as if it were your last moment. The moment of Power is Now. Be happy. Live intensively. We all are ONE. Be at peace. (Report) Reply

  • (12/28/2009 4:15:00 PM)

    i believe he is maybe but just expressing his confusion and thought after maybe being told his ambitions are to high, like the sand in the second stansa he says, ' he weeps' for the sand as it flows into the sea and he is unable to stop it, but istn't that just a feeling of not being able to do enough, to enough people, as they fall to the wayside with no hope, and you are helplesss to help, all you can do is watch? (Report) Reply

  • (10/26/2009 7:33:00 PM)

    i guess the golden sand is describing poe's lost loves, (mother, foster mother, virginia) (Report) Reply

  • (10/4/2009 1:02:00 AM)

    After I read it, I wanted to cry. No matter how hard you try, you can not hold onto the sand. Reality just slips away, and you are left wondering if it was just a dream within a dream. (Report) Reply

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