Edgar Allan Poe

(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849 / Boston)

Comments about Edgar Allan Poe

  • David Rain David Rain (5/4/2012 7:54:00 PM)

    Poe isn't even JUST a phenomenal poet, he's fantastic with his short stories and his wordings. My favorite of his many literary abilities his how well he describes things. He always has the best, creepiest, crawliest descriptions out of anything from anyone. I'd of loved to have seen what he and some other great horror writers (such as H. P.) could do together.

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  • Nomthandazo Lukhele (5/2/2012 9:36:00 AM)

    wow! He is indeed a poet

  • Walterrean Salley (5/1/2012 12:34:00 PM)

    Edgar Allen Poe is among the best. One of the greatest poets ever. Powerful, enduring works.

  • Evan Haase Evan Haase (4/10/2012 9:39:00 PM)

    My favorite poet of all time
    without his poetry i would have never started writing

  • R.e.d. Xcxc (3/13/2012 9:37:00 PM)

    Thanks to him I learned that hardships plus a little bit of fanstay makes a epic story got a A+ in languege arts

  • Edmond Williams (2/2/2012 2:22:00 PM)

    Sorrow can turn anyone into a poet
    but He did it better than anyone.

  • Ronald James De Langen Ronald James De Langen (11/25/2011 7:53:00 PM)

    My favorite... such a sad life a great poet makes... going to read more of his stuff :)

  • Aychurok Nurbaeva (11/5/2011 1:31:00 AM)

    О н о д и н и з в е л и к и х п и с а т е л е й ...

  • Ethan Withey (10/27/2011 12:00:00 PM)

    Edgar Allen poe wrote great poems in his day

  • Leas Celyn (10/4/2011 12:53:00 PM)

    En toda la seriedad, amo su trabajo.

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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To Helen - 1848

I saw thee once- once only- years ago:
I must not say how many- but not many.
It was a July midnight; and from out
A full-orbed moon, that, like thine own soul, soaring,
Sought a precipitate pathway up through heaven,
There fell a silvery-silken veil of light,
With quietude, and sultriness, and slumber,
Upon the upturned faces of a thousand
Roses that grew in an enchanted garden,

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