It’s October, the month of Halloween, which makes the death of Edgar Allan Poe (October 7, 1849) in the month that Halloween is celebrated a coincidence. A coincidence, since Poe, like Halloween, is pretty much symbolic of the creepiness, darkness, brooding & the macabre.
This post is not about Halloween (I do not “do” Halloween as it has, to be honest, evil & creepy a** origins). Instead, this is a tribute, through the photos below, to the prolific, wonderfuly mysterious writer of the American Romantic Movement & a tribute to his gothic approach to writing. Gothic arts (writing, visual art, etc. and not to be confused with the Gothic art movement that grew from the Romanesque art movement in the mid 1100s France) is associated with the Victorian age (which spanned Queen Victoria ‘s entire reign: 1837-1901), representing romanticism and the macabre or, more directly put, romantic & creepy s***!
I admire Poe for his literal articism. His life is also interesting, even the more depressing parts: his financially hard times due to trying to make it solely on his writing, his father abandoning the family & his mother’s death (thereby being taken in by a successful Scottish merchant named John Allan, hence the “Allan”; he was born as Edgar Poe), the death of his wife, Virginia (being his 1st cousin he married when she was 13…creepy in of itself!!…though some biographers believe they may have never consummated their marraige or i.e. did the biggy bangbang…but STILL creepy!) & his mysterious, sad death.
Well, I will get on with posting, here, images I have found with that gothic influence. I believe Poe would have liked most or all of these images! Enjoy!
And, of course, what would this be without RAVENS??
“Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a
quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of someone gently rapping, rapping at my
” ‘Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber
Only this, and nothing more.”…”
And here, a photo of Edgar Allan Poe’s 1882 memoir. This is an original copy in this photo. The compact size of it means that it was meant to be carried easily.
That is the end. Of this article, anyhow. And it was the end for Poe when he died, too. But there will never be an end to the impact of his work or people wanting to read his works and his bios. There will never be an end to imagery influenced by the Romantic age and the Gothic…and Poe. Mysterious and macabre fascination continues!
Want to read more about Poe, in depth?: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edgar_Allan_Poe
And, also, his works?: http://www.poestories.com/
And these sites I drew the images from: http://gothicarts.org/
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