An Enigma Poem by Edgar Allan Poe
An Enigma
"Seldom we find," says Solomon Don Dunce,
"Half an idea in the profoundest sonnet.
Through all the flimsy things we see at once
As easily as through a Naples bonnet-
Trash of all trash!- how can a lady don it?
Yet heavier far than your Petrarchan stuff-
Owl-downy nonsense that the faintest puff
Twirls into trunk-paper the while you con it."
And, veritably, Sol is right enough.
The general tuckermanities are arrant
Bubbles- ephemeral and so transparent-
But this is, now- you may depend upon it-
Stable, opaque, immortal- all by dint
Of the dear names that he concealed within 't.
'how dare to 'appreciate' poet like poe who was once a drunkard poet? ' Hmm... no, you still don't make sense.
DEAR NAMES HE CONCEALED WITHIN IT...Poe is boasting of his talent(and ensuing immortality (fame)) through parody.
A good start with a nice poem, Edgar Allan. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
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Seldom we find, says Solomon Don Dunce, well done by Edgar Allan Poe
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10/13/2024 7:13:04 PM # 1.0.0
Interesting enigma - it has a good point considering the writing of many pretentious authors, along with the hidden message Mr. Ahearn pointed out (thank you; I would not have seen that) . I will admit to not fully understanding his point here, and will therefore not give a rating. However, I would like to stress that Poe was not one for writing any idea directly (as is the way with most poets) , let alone an enigma. Laziness to pursue further meaning in any piece of work is no basis to accuse a cleverly written piece of being too abstract or pointless. As long as the writing pertains logically to the central idea, and it does not have inappropriate references, there is nothing 'killed' here - only an unappreciated style, fitted around the rigid structure of a sonnet.