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Our group thinks that his art imitates his life. We think this is because he had a lot of trauma in his life. Some of his poems are similar to his life trauma and his art is pretty also about his life trauma.

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Edgar Allan Poe, Life imitates Art Annabel Lee Who could she be? Virginia Clemm Poe Who is Annabel Lee? Booth further states that these lines point closer to Elmira because she “was about fifteen when Poe met her; later, when the young man left for the university, there was the

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Detective Fiction is the genre that Poe influenced. Most of his literature is the detective fiction genre. Today, there are many detective fiction literature publications including "Detective Comics (Batman)" and "Sherlock Homes".

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the narrator is insane and believes an old man has a vulture eye that is constantly watching him. One night he kills the old man and hides the body under the floor boards. Afterwards the police arrive and the old man starts hearing a beating heart and the narrator finally confesses after the heartbeats make him have a meltdown.

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Edgar Allen Poe was born on January 19, 1809. He was born in Boston, Massachusetts to Elizabeth Arnold Poe and David Poe. His father abandoned the family early in his life, and his mother died of tuberculosis when he was three. He was then separated by his brother William and his sister Rosalie to be adopted by a rich couple, John and Frances Allan. He adopted the name 'Allan' but decided to make his middle name as he preferred the name 'Poe'. By 13, he was a talented poet, but was discouraged by his father and school headmaster. John Allan wanted Poe to engage in the family business. Poe would often write poems in the back of John's businesses papers.

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By the time it was time for Poe to attend college, times were not so good. He and his adoptive father John did not get along. Poe attended the University of Virginia in which he did well in his classes. However, he did not get enough money to cover the cost. Poe decided to get into gambling to cover the costs. Gambling put him into debt. He then left college to join the Army. Two after he joined the U.S. Army, he learned that his adoptive mother Frances Allan was dying of tuberculosis. When he got to Virginia, she had already passed. At that time, he briefly made peace with John who helped him get into the United States Military Academy at West Point. He did well in his studies, but got kicked out a year later because he handled his military duties poorly. John remarried at this time which made Poe cut ties with his father.

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After he left West Point, Poe shifted to a full-time writing career. In 1834, John Allan passed away and left Poe out of his will. Poe went into poverty and he started winning writing contests. He started publishing short stories when he then landed an editorial job with Southern Literary Messenger in Richmond, Virginia. He was a very heavy critic. He was given the nickname "Tomahawk Man" due to his aggressive critics. In 1837, Poe resigned because of his relationship with the company and alcohol problem. After some years, Poe moved to New York in 1844 and then published one of his most famous books in 1845, "The Raven". At that time, Poe started receiving criticism from a man named Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Poe claimed that Longfellow was a plagiarist. However, Poe continued to struggle from poverty even though his writing career was skyrocketing.

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From 1831 to 1835, Poe lived in Baltimore,with his aunt and cousin Virginia. Poe started to gain interest in Virginia. She became an inspiration for his writing and his love interest. In 1836, Poe and Virginia got married. Virginia was only 13 years old. Unfortunately in 1847, Virginia passed away at age 24 from tuberculosis.

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On October 3rd, 1849 it was a rainy election day in Baltimore. In a gutter, Poe was found in clothes that weren't his and semi-conscious. Poe was taken to a hospital and died 4 days later on October 7th. What caused his death is still unknown to this day. Check the 'Theories of Death' area to see what may have caused his death.

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The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe was about the narrator's journey into madness after knowing he will never forget his lost Lenore. Poe uses symbols such as a talking raven, a bust of Pallas, and the narrator's chamber to share the story while representing the narrator's struggle with grief.

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Edgar Allen Poe's work uses an amazing command of language and technique as well as making original stories. Because of this the French Symbolists were influenced and changed the direction of modern literature. He is credited with creating two popular genres, science fiction and the detective story.

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How the original copy of the book looked

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Edgar Allan Poe’s stature as a major figure in world literature is primarily based on his ingenious and profound short stories, poems, and critical theories, which established a highly influential rationale for the short form in both poetry and fiction. Regarded in literary histories and handbooks…

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Life

Poe was the son of the English-born actress Elizabeth Arnold Poe and David Poe, Jr., an actor from Baltimore. After his mother died in Richmond, Virginia, in 1811, he was taken into the home of John Allan, a Richmond merchant (presumably his godfather), and of his childless wife. He was later taken to Scotland and England (1815-20), where he was given a classical education that was continued in Richmond. For 11 months in 1826 he attended the University of Virginia, but his gambling losses at the university so incensed his guardian that he refused to let him continue, and Poe returned to Richmond to find his sweetheart, (Sarah) Elmira Royster, engaged. He went to Boston, where in 1827 he published a pamphlet of youthful Byronic poems, Tamerlane, and Other Poems. Poverty forced him to join the army under the name of Edgar A. Perry, but, on the death of Poe's foster mother, John Allan purchased his release from the army and helped him get an appointment to the U.S. Military Academy at West Point. Before going, Poe published a new volume at Baltimore, Al Aaraaf, Tamerlane, and Minor Poems (1829). He successfully sought expulsion from the academy, where he was absent from all drills and classes for a week. He proceeded to New York City and brought out a volume of Poems, containing several masterpieces, some showing the influence of John Keats, Percy Bysshe Shelley, and Samuel Taylor Coleridge. He then returned to Baltimore, where he began to write stories. In 1833 his " MS. Found in a Bottle" won $50 from a Baltimore weekly, and by 1835 he was in Richmond as editor of the Southern Literary Messenger. There he made a name as a critical reviewer and married his young cousin Virginia Clemm, who was only 13. Poe seems to have been an affectionate husband and son-in-law.

Poe was dismissed from his job in Richmond, apparently for drinking, and went to New York City. Drinking was in fact to be the bane of his life. To talk well in a large company he needed a slight stimulant, but a glass of sherry might start him on a spree; and, although he rarely succumbed to intoxication, he was often seen in public when he did. This gave rise to the conjecture that Poe was a drug addict, but according to medical testimony he had a brain lesion. While in New York City in 1838 he published a long prose narrative, The Narrative of Arthur Gordon Pym, combining (as so often in his tales) much factual material with the wildest fancies. It is considered one inspiration of Herman Melville's Moby Dick. In 1839 he became coeditor of Burton's Gentleman's Magazine in Philadelphia. There a contract for a monthly feature stimulated him to write "William Wilson" and "The Fall of the House of Usher," stories of supernatural horror. The latter contains a study of a neurotic now known to have been an acquaintance of Poe, not Poe himself.

Later in 1839 Poe's Tales of the Grotesque and Arabesque appeared (dated 1840). He resigned from Burton's about June 1840 but returned in 1841 to edit its successor, Graham's Lady's and Gentleman's Magazine, in which he printed "The Murders in the Rue Morgue"-the first detective story. In 1843 his "The Gold Bug" won a prize of $100 from the Philadelphia Dollar Newspaper, which gave him great publicity. In 1844 he returned to New York, wrote "The Balloon Hoax" for the Sun, and became subeditor of the New York Mirror under N.P. Willis, thereafter a lifelong friend. In the New York Mirror of January 29, 1845, appeared, from advance sheets of the American Review, his most famous poem, "The Raven," which gave him national fame at once. Poe then became editor of the Broadway Journal, a short-lived weekly, in which he republished most of his short stories, in 1845. During this last year the now-forgotten poet Frances Sargent Locke Osgood pursued Poe. Virginia did not object, but "Fanny's" indiscreet writings about her literary love caused great scandal. His The Raven and Other Poems and a selection of his Tales came out in 1845, and in 1846 Poe moved to a cottage at Fordham (now part of New York City), where he wrote for Godey's Lady's Book (May-October 1846) "The Literati of New York City"-gossipy sketches on personalities of the day, which led to a libel suit.

Poe's wife, Virginia, died in January 1847. The following year he went to Providence, Rhode Island, to woo Sarah Helen Whitman, a poet. There was a brief engagement. Poe had close but platonic entanglements with Annie Richmond and with Sarah Anna Lewis, who helped him financially. He composed poetic tributes to all of them. In 1848 he also published the lecture "Eureka," a transcendental "explanation" of the universe, which has been hailed as a masterpiece by some critics and as nonsense by others. In 1849 he went south, had a wild spree in Philadelphia, but got safely to Richmond, where he finally became engaged to Elmira Royster, by then the widowed Mrs. Shelton, and spent a happy summer with only one or two relapses. He enjoyed the companionship of childhood friends and an unromantic friendship with a young poet, Susan Archer Talley.

Poe had some forebodings of death when he left Richmond for Baltimore late in September. There he died, although whether from drinking, heart failure, or other causes was still uncertain in the 21st century. He was buried in Westminster Presbyterian churchyard in Baltimore.

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Edgar Allan Poe | Biography, Poems, Short Stories, & Facts

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Edgar Allan Poe, the master of macabre literature and pioneer of detective fiction, intrigued readers with his haunting tales that explored the depths of human psychology.

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Edgar Allan Poe - Writer | Mini Bio | BIO

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"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 some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door -
Only this, and nothing more."

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow; - vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow - sorrow for the lost Lenore -
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore -
Nameless here for evermore.

And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me - filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating,
Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door -
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door; -
This it is, and nothing more."

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you"- here I opened wide the door; -
Darkness there, and nothing more.

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore?"
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore!" -
Merely this, and nothing more.

Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice:
Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore -
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore; -
'Tis the wind and nothing more."

Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore;
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door -
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door -
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore.
Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven,
Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore -
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

Much I marveled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning- little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blest with seeing bird above his chamber door -
Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such name as "Nevermore."
― Edgar Allan Poe,

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Edgar Allan Poe Quotes (Author of The Complete Stories and Poems)

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"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 some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door - Only this, and nothing more."

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Another theory is that he had rabies when he was found leading to death in a hospital 4 days later. This is possible because he was traveling in a carriage out in the woods and if a rabies carrying animal in the woods bit him it would result in rabies

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“I wish I could write as mysterious as a cat.”

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“If you wish to forget anything on the spot, make a note that this thing is to be remembered.”

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1. "It's the beating of that hideous heart"

2."Still you think I am mad? You will think so no longer when you hear the wise steps I took for hiding the body."

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1. "I remained too much inside my head and ended up losing my mind."

2.  "And so being young and dipped in folly, I fell in love with melancholy."

3.  All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream."

4. The believer is happy, the doubter is wise."

5. We loved with a love that was more than love."

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“All religion, my friend, is simply evolved out of fraud, fear, greed, imagination, and poetry.”

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“Never to suffer would never to have been blessed.”

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“Years of love have been forgot, In the hatred of a minute.”

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“I have great faith in fools - self-confidence my friends will call it.”

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One theory is that he was used for voter fraud. Meaning that he votes then has his clothes and appearance changes so he can vote again and is rewarded with alcohol. This is a theory because he was found in a ditch near a voting booth with clothes that didn't fit him

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Why should you read Edgar Allan Poe? - Scott Peeples