Edgar Allan Poe (19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849 / Boston)

not at all i truly think its a great poem and i thought it was so great i memorized for my poetry presentation on poe

I agree with Shawn, Sean or whatever his name is

Okay people. I mean, this is good, but I don't think it's a nine out of ten. Call me negative if you like, but if this had been written by one of the average joes on this site we would have thought it plesant, but nothing amazing - please tell me I am not alone in thinking this. The idea of a dream within a dream is interesting, and the rhythm is mostly okay bit it does falter. Overall I think it is a six, and I am dumbfounded that it is number fifteen on this website. Far be it from me to disrespect Poe - his influence has been massive, and 'The Raven' is in my top ten poems ever, but come on now, is this poem really that great? Aren't we all just in awe because it is written by a man who is famous for other works? ?

A dream within a dream...full of evanescent images and shadows and visions and it is something like a gret rythm here, the same as The Raven, the repetition give power to words and it sound great.Great idea to try a Gothic song using this one(one of his best ones I think) and advicing young people about this.

I agree to a degree with Brian. The sand is time, and we are doomed to death regardless of our attempts to thwart it.

This goes to show how little things like nails and hair are in life...we are the sand and god is the only one with the strength to keep us from a pitless hell.

Life is like a dream, watching things happen before our eyes but unable to change the true course of nature. The tighter we clasp grains of sand in our hand the more we lose. No matter how hard we try, we have no control over the forces of nature (life and death) . To Poe, we have no real power, we simply exist until the dream is over.

I have heard about this poet but actually have never read his work. He is very interesting. Someone mentioned him on this site. I think he was a great poet for his time to be writing something so different.

The poem, and not the peom-Speaks for itself.

This peom just speaks for itself.