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

this man was a genius!

Edger allan Poe is my faverit poet. I can feel his pain when i read his poems.

EAP is a great poet who has so deftly describes the helplessness of an ordinary mortal by showing the sands slipping out of his hands. Landscape and portrait drawn through very potent words are lively and breathing.

when i read that poem i saw his pain, as he wrote out those words, i felt the agony of every-thing that he ever felt in his life coming out of this poem, and the sorrow that he had in his soul you can feel it as he wrote this poem out of hate and lust for the life that he lived out each-and every-day of his life that he lived,

It expands imagination.

dreams not god

god is dreams

o...my dreams wear you are...?

lovely dream poem

To me the poem represents the transitory, ephemeral nature of time and our existence. When we meet a lover it's is like we pick up a handful of sand and as the years go by the sand slowly creeps through our fingers. No matter how hard or how desperately you try, you cannot stop the cascading sand, until you and your lover split and the last grain of sand has fallen. Then all you have left is a memory. And when you and your ex-lover pass on that memory is lost in time: like a dream within a dream. The second half seems to be about our own mortality and the nature of our existence. Once the last grain of sand has fallen into the pitiless wave, you're gone forever.200 years into the future no one will remember you. Your life, your hopes and dreams, your accomplishments and triumphs, will be lost in time like a dream within a dream.

Yuo are da shittest cunt

Poem is great. I Love it.

Poe's ecstatic poetry,
Will live always within me.