Sunday, January 19, 2014


Compliments of Poetic Raven, a birthday salute to the great Edgar Allan Poe!


Happy Birthday, Edgar Allan Poe!

Edgar Allan Poe was born in Boston, Massachusetts on this day - January 19th - in the year 1809. He was an American short-story writer, poet, critic, and editor who is now famous for his cultivation of mystery and the macabre.

In 1838 he published the long prose narrative 'The Narrative of Arthur Gordon Pym'. It is considered one inspiration of Herman Melville's 'Moby Dick'. In 1839 he became co-editor of Burton Gentleman's Magazine; There a contract for a monthly feature stimulated him to write 'William Wilson' and 'The Fall of the House of Usher', which have since become two of his most-loved stories of supernatural horror. In 1841 Poe wrote 'The Murders in the Rue Morgue' which, in large part, influenced the beginning of the detective writing genre.

In 1845 Poe wrote 'The Raven' which, to this day, remains one of the best-known poems in national literature. His literary works and fantastic tales of horror are still unrivaled in American fiction.

On October 3, Edgar Allan Poe was found delirious on the streets of Baltimore, Maryland. "In great distress, and ... in need of immediate assistance" according to the man who found him, Joseph W. Walker. He was taken to the Washington College Hospital, where he died at 5 a.m. on Sunday, October 7th.

Poe was never coherent enough to explain how he came to be in this condition and his death has remained mysterious ever since. Theories as to what caused Poe's death include suicide, murder, cholera, rabies, syphilis, influenza, and that Poe was a victim of cooping.

Poe was buried after a small funeral at the back of Westminster Hall and Burying Ground, but his remains were moved to a new grave with a larger monument in 1875. The newer monument also marks the burial place of Poe's wife, Virginia, and his mother-in-law, Maria.

Rest in Peace Poe, forevermore.

Poetic Raven - LWR ☜(˚▽˚)☞


  1. And don't forget the mystery of the Poe Toaster. Every year on his birthday, a mysterious figure would be seen toasting Poe's grave with a Cognac and then disappearing leaving three roses. No one has ever managed to identify this person and it's believed that it was a tradition passed down generations as it's only been the last three years that the Poe Toaster has failed to give his toast.

    So, in honor of Poe and his Toaster, let us raise our own glass of cognac

  2. You are so right, DRC. This is a magical part of the whole Poe mystique and legend. I raise my glass of Cognac to you, my friend, and to the great Poe!