Poe: To F——

A poem.

Publisher’s Note: If you missed the news, I’m leaving Substack and closing down Edgar Allan Poe Fortnightly at the end of the month. This week, please enjoy a handful of poems that I haven’t shared yet.

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To F——

Edgar Allan Poe

First published in 1845

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Beloved! amid the earnest woes
         That crowd around my earthly path—
(Drear path, alas! where grows
Not even one lonely rose)—
         My soul at least a solace hath
In dreams of thee, and therein knows
An Eden of bland repose.

And thus thy memory is to me
         Like some enchanted far-off isle
In some tumultuous sea—
Some ocean throbbing far and free
         With storms—but where meanwhile
Serenest skies continually
         Just o’re that one bright island smile.

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The Final Month of Edgar Allan Poe Fortnightly:

This week: a selection of poems.

The week of 01/22: The Purloined Letter

01/29: a final poem.

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