"The Raven" tells of a talking raven's mysterious visit to a distraught lover, tracing the man's slow fall into madness. The lover, often identified as being a student, is lamenting the loss of his love, Lenore. Sitting on a bust of Pallas, the raven seems to further instigate his distress with its constant repetition of the word "Nevermore". Cover by @Lujayna

Short stories and poems

"The Murders in the Rue Morgue" is a short story by Edgar Allan Poe published in Graham's Magazine in 1841. It has been recognized as the first modern detective story; Poe referred to it as one of his "tales of ratiocination". C. Auguste Dupin is a man in Paris who solves the mystery of the brutal murder of two women. Numerous witnesses heard a suspect, though no one agrees on what language was spoken. At the murder scene, Dupin finds a hair that does not appear to be human. As the first fictional detective, Poe's Dupin displays many traits which became literary conventions in subsequent fictional detectives, including Sherlock Holmes and Hercule Poirot. Many later characters, for example, follow Poe's model of the brilliant detective, his personal friend who serves as narrator, and the final revelation being presented before the reasoning that leads up to it. Dupin himself reappears in "The Mystery of Marie Rogêt" and "The Purloined Letter".

MORGUE CANDLELIGHT: DEMISE, A night that has no terminus. The ebony crows cawing in the moonlight. The branches creak while an animal with ebony fur, an ebony feline, ambulates. A gloomy atmosphere that was not congenial at all. In the tenebrosity there is a light that emanates from a candle, a candle that illuminates a person whose identity is unknown; He is inditing something on a piece of paper with an ebony ink pen. A peculiar and familiar crow makes its way through the tenebrosity to reach for this man's shoulder. Suddenly, a voice sounds in the distance, not too proximate, not too far, it was nonessential. Tenebrosity falls and everything becomes tenebrous. In the amid of the dark room there is an unknown presence that optically canvasses the man with merely obnubilated intentions. You can't optically discern the face, nor the body, nor the hair... Absolutely nothing; it was as if it were a shadow that was stalking the man. But the individual of unknown identity kenned one thing... A red rose that shone with splendor, one day it ceased shining and withered, or so he verbalized. There was the possibility that she was still alive, only... Somewhere else. ─── edgar allan poe x fem.reader Bungo Stray Dogs short fanfic. There are quite conspicuous vicissitudes in the AU of the anime and manga. For more information, visually perceive the first chapter of the book.

Just some of my favor poems and/or short stories

This has most of Edgar Allan Poe's poems, or short stories. I do not own the rights to any of them, just simply sharing his work!

This is a list of Edgar Allan Poe's very best quotes. There may be some that don't belong here do to a lack of research. If so don't be anxious to speak up and let me know. I hope you enjoy his work as well as i do too🖤