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

It almost has a sing-song feel to it.

i really like this poem... marika

Had to look up bedight! (= 'bedecked, arrayed.)

Interesting and romantically mysterious... who is this pilgrim shadow, and what does he mean? It reminds me of the story of the gatekeeper in Kafka's 'The Trial.'

whats the theam for the third stanza

Amazing Poe! Hauntingly Brilliant! More of his poems at poemhunters.com

Poe is teaching something in Eldorado. He is secretly telling where Eldorado is as Poe will not be around much longer (yes he knew this) . Poe faked his murder and went to France for a reason. Why on earth did a Frenchman (Baudelaire) begin to translate Poe's work in 1852 if Poe himself didn't orchestrate the project? Poe is telling an American secret in Eldorado. It's not on land! ! but over the arch of the nine mountains in the line of the shadow! ! for a distance from somewhere... Poe was running from his demise in America...it was time for him to go. Poe was absolutely brilliant. So sad he's been painted black here in this country. Write me: kabauman86@hotmail.com

Good comment, YAH
I have to admit, most of Poe's material goes right over my head

This is one of the most artistic poems I've read... the story is deep... Indeed E.A.P IS and always will be a great writer

Congratuations Conor Brown! ! ! While some others may have alluded to or even meant it vaguely, you hit it right on the head! ! ! ! ! Poe is searching for a final place to lay his head. He's been searching and searching for that Utopia of his day (i.e. Eldorado, the golden city - the final place of peace and happiness) away from the criticism of his day. While others thought he was nothing but a drunk, idiot, etc.... He knew in His heart, that he had tried his best to make people think, to bring to light the truth, and thus create an Eldorado here on Earth, in his passing moment, a moment in which he finally had become so discouraged, and facing death, that he realized the Utopia was never nor ever here, nor could ever be made to be here. In the shadow (i.e. Death) It was then He realized that the Utopia he was searching for all his life, was far beyond even his range. But yet there was just one last chance, one hope, one final time: yes, it was heaven, and reachable only by one fast and final ride, a ride of the soul, though the valley of death! ! ! ! And how do we make through the valley of death? ? ? ? Yes, correct! ! ! ! a 9.9 only because Poe feared to say it. We should read Poe much more often! ! ! !

if its soo good? then why is only 7.7 out of 10? who votes anyways? ? im new to this so i don't really know OH and when your poem (blah blah online) what does that mean? does it mean someone is reading it? please answer, thanks :)