Edgar Allan Poe

(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849 / Boston)

Alone - Poem by Edgar Allan Poe

From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
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Comments about Alone by Edgar Allan Poe

  • (3/15/2010 3:52:00 AM)

    Totally agree with Milica. A poem is how one expresses himself at the time he wrote it. Ergo, your statement was already telling the fact that this is a great poem. (Report) Reply

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  • (3/9/2010 4:47:00 AM)

    I disagree with Justin and Rob V. This is beautiful poem that clearly explains Edgar's filing of not belonging and loneliness (Report) Reply

  • (2/25/2010 2:21:00 PM)

    LOVE THIS POEM...............(THANKZ MR.EDGAR.ALLAN.POE.) (Report) Reply

  • (2/21/2010 6:28:00 AM)

    I agree with Justin: this is probably Poe's worst poem, likely why he never published it.

    It was written when he was a teenage orphan, living with a foster-father who didn't care much for him. Everyone in their mid-teens feels this way to the point of being cliche. Does that make them all 'disturbed'? Definitely read 'The Conqueror Worm.' Then read 'Epigram for Wall Street.' Then tell me you know all about Poe's writing.
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  • (2/8/2010 8:56:00 AM)

    The title kind of gives the wrong impression. Though it does fit in some places. Sometimes that's how I feel. 'Even if someone is surrounded by people, they are alone.' is one of my favorite quotes. (Report) Reply

  • (1/5/2010 8:47:00 PM)

    I love Edgar Allan Poe, but this is one of his worst poems. If you want the Real Edgar Allan Poe, read The Conqueror Worm. (Report) Reply

  • (1/5/2010 8:47:00 PM)

    I love Edgar Allan Poe, but this is one of his worst poems. If you want the Real Edgar Allan Poe, read The Conqueror Worm. (Report) Reply

  • (12/14/2009 8:24:00 PM)


    I Could feel his loneliness! : -(thanks for sharing your poem Mr. Poe.: -)
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  • (12/6/2009 4:42:00 PM)

    Poe is a bad poet, a poor critic, and a dreadful prose stylist in his celebrated tales. Also he is a self-pitying and metrically maladroit. His litany of 'I's and 'my's is pathetic in the content of torrent and fountain, cliff and mountain, rolling sun and flying lightning, thunder and storm and cloud. By the time Poe sees a demon in the cloud, the reader is wearied. (Report) Reply

  • (11/28/2009 6:32:00 PM)

    I can relate to that. Love this poem. :) (Report) Reply

  • (11/26/2009 9:45:00 PM)

    Look at all the 'gifted' - Hemingway, London, Joplin, Warhol, etc., etc., etc. Genius, skewed - I suppose! (Report) Reply

  • (10/11/2009 6:52:00 PM)

    Why is it so much easier for disturbed people to write great poetry? ! (Report) Reply

  • (9/27/2009 1:02:00 PM)

    Poe's childood seems to be the undercurrent of 'Alone.'l-his mother dying and being abandoned by his father- and raised by others, 'not being as others' his 'passion couldn't come from a common spring' All he love., he loved alone. Poe, in the dawn of a most stormy life was drawn form the depth of his childhood experiences-of good and ill were the mystery which binds him still: the torrent of the fountain; red cliff mountain; (fresh perception) of the sun that round me rolled in its autumn tint of gold-the lightining and thunder passed him by. He couldn't escape his childhood memories even in observing nature for it has its own goods and ills, even the cloud was in the form of a childs mind. Thanks Edgar A, for sharing the light and dark sides of humanity. (Report) Reply

  • Seema Gupta (9/24/2009 3:08:00 AM)

    'great emotional words to read'

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  • (8/29/2009 3:26:00 PM)

    such a great poem, its y only fav ^_^ (Report) Reply

  • (6/20/2009 10:07:00 PM)

    my fav poet of all time. (Report) Reply

  • (6/9/2009 2:20:00 PM)

    a very troubled man with the writing talent of a genius
    if there hadn't been such a vast closet of demons in his life his subject matter of course would have been more lighthearted, and possibly a lot less interesting for us
    he is a classic example of everyone else gaining something from his own misery
    wish I could have known him, but then again he might not have been capable of friendship
    thanks Edgar for showing us what the capabilities are
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  • Kevin Straw (6/9/2009 5:45:00 AM)

    The child is father to the man - I quote from Wikipedia:
    'His father abandoned their family in 1810, and his mother died a year later from consumption. Poe was then taken into the home of John Allan, a successful Scottish merchant in Richmond, Virginia. John Allan alternately spoiled and aggressively disciplined his foster son.'
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  • (6/9/2009 2:06:00 AM)

    Poe reaching into the bosom of the soul. Putting forth all the words, like clouds in a storm of life. Then the eye of the storm the demon, that he described as being alone. (Report) Reply

  • (5/9/2009 6:28:00 PM)

    What is really interesting is that Edgar wasn't really a drunkard. It was a myth perpetuated by his rival journalists. They tried to discredit him because of their jealousy over his sharp wit, amazing writing ability and quick rise in journalistic importance during his time. Plus he was quite charming with the ladies and some of those ladies happen to be the other writers wives. (Report) Reply

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