Edgar Allan Poe

(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849 / Boston)

Edgar Allan Poe Poems

41. The City In The Sea 12/31/2002
42. The City Of Sin 8/10/2015
43. The Coliseum 12/31/2002
44. The Conqueror Worm 12/31/2002
45. The Divine Right Of Kings 3/26/2010
46. The Forest Reverie 1/1/2004
47. The Happiest Day, The Happiest Hour 12/31/2002
48. The Haunted Palace 12/31/2002
49. The Lake 12/31/2002
50. The Raven 12/31/2002
51. The Sleeper 12/31/2002
52. The Valley Of Unrest 12/31/2002
53. The Village Street 1/19/2012
54. To -- 12/31/2002
55. To -- -- 12/31/2002
56. To -- -- --. Ulalume: A Ballad 12/31/2002
57. To F-- 12/31/2002
58. To F--S S. O--D 12/31/2002
59. To Helen 12/31/2002
60. To Helen - 1848 1/1/2004
61. To Isadore 1/19/2012
62. To M-- 12/31/2002
63. To M.L.S. 12/31/2002
64. To Marie Louise (Shew) 3/26/2010
65. To My Mother 12/31/2002
66. To One Departed 1/3/2003
67. To One In Paradise 12/31/2002
68. To The River -- 12/31/2002
69. Ulalume 11/12/2015

Comments about Edgar Allan Poe

  • Wahab Abdul Wahab Abdul (12/12/2013 12:30:00 AM)

    In his short works, Poe often plays upon the idea of a double, where the narrator has a doppelganger that represents his subconscious or his primal instincts. In some cases, as in Ulalume, the double acts as the manifestation of instinctive wisdom, and here the narrator's Psyche tries unsuccessfully to guide him away from the path to Ulalume's tomb because she knows that he will encounter grief and seeks to protect him. In other situations, as in The Raven, the narrator encounters a double that embodies his deepest fears, which in turn eventually overpower his conscious, rational self. Although the narrator of The Raven initially ignores the message of the intruding bird, he concludes the poem by interpreting its word nevermore as the denial of all his hopes; he has projected his soul into the body of the bird. In both cases, the poetic separation of the two halves creates a dramatic dialogue that highlights the narrator's inner struggle.

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  • Cookie Crenshaw Cookie Crenshaw (12/4/2013 12:19:00 PM)

    Edgar Allan Poe helped me realise that not everything is good or bad... It's just a dream within a dream... I love his poems, stories, and the man himself...

  • Nanette Russo (11/15/2013 9:48:00 AM)

    My favorite poem of Edgar Allan Poe is The Raven.

  • Andres Sanchez Andres Sanchez (10/9/2013 3:18:00 PM)

    Very good poet who has a dark tone to his poems and who has a good poetic sense and to the people whom disliked him BIG MISTAKE

  • Amanda Marie Amanda Marie (9/23/2013 8:13:00 PM)

    He is my all time favorite poet! If I am sad or upset about something I automatically turn to one of his amazing poems and feel better. I wish he was still alive so I could meet him

  • Donna Clements (9/23/2013 1:22:00 PM)

    Edgar Allan Poe was a man before his time. His poetry, his writings and his life proved this to be true. Edgar may the ravens fake flight over your grave of dirt for your names sake. See you in the darkness.

  • Joaquin Santana (9/11/2013 12:32:00 AM)

    I was in either 2nd or 3rd grade when my teacher first introduced my class to the Library. The Librarian told us to all sit around her as she read The Pit and the Pendulum to us. It was so suspenseful that, from that day on, Poe became my favorite poet.

  • p.a. noushad p.a. noushad (9/7/2013 12:09:00 AM)

    Dear Edgar Allan Poe, I like your verses very much.

  • Vineet Chhikara Vineet Chhikara (5/27/2013 1:39:00 AM)

    Have a look at my poems... and rate them... i am sure you will like them.... :)

  • Lizzie Nelson (4/30/2013 7:40:00 AM)

    he is a really really good poet!

Best Poem of Edgar Allan Poe

Annabel Lee

It 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 ...

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Serenade

So sweet the hour, so calm the time,
I feel it more than half a crime,
When Nature sleeps and stars are mute,
To mar the silence ev'n with lute.
At rest on ocean's brilliant dyes
An image of Elysium lies:
Seven Pleiades entranced in Heaven,
Form in the deep another seven:
Endymion nodding from above

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