EDGAR ALLAN POE, EMILY DICKINSON, AND MARK TWAIN

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   LEWJposted 14 years ago

   Share Your Favorite Literary Pieces Of And Biographical Facts On These Major American Writers

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   LEWJposted 14 years ago

   Edgar Allan Poe was born January 19, 1809 and died in October 1849---160 years ago this month.    He is credited with creating the detective story, introducing what he called  "ratiocination" in detective stories such as   "Murders In the Rue Morgue".
   His poem "The Raven"  caused fame to come to him quickly after years of impoverished struggling as a professional writer.   His alcoholism and drug addiction obstructed the full expression of his deep and unique  talents, and finally fore-shortened his life.    He had a tremendous intellect, and also knew it.
   Near the end of his life he composed a treatise he called EUREKA in which he attempted to explain the Cosmos.   A portion of that manuscript anticipated one of the fundamental concepts of Special Relativity.
   
   Personal favorites from Poe: The Raven, The Tell-Tale Heart, Alone, Helen, The Conqueror Worm, Israfel, and certain of his polemic literature reviews.   He hated Walt Whitman's style of poetic expression and bashed it with flair.   
   When I began writing as a teen, Poe's work was my first infatuation. 
   He's become an international Halloween and Horror Story tradition.

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      Leta Sposted 14 years agoin reply to this

      I don't know who she is...if she's a student or what, but she can write...and so reminiscent of Poe's Tell-Tale Heart:
      
      http://hubpages.com/hub/The-Tenure-of-Prof-Bourgeois

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         cosetteposted 14 years agoin reply to this

         whoa....her writing is amazing. WOW.
         
         p.s. i love all three writers...especially emily dickinson.
         
         "A sombre yet beautiful and peaceful gloom here pervaded all things ... the shade of the trees fell heavily upon the water, and seemed to bury itself therein, impregnating the depths of the element with darkness."
         
         - Edgar Allan Poe (from "The Island of the Fay")
         
         "The pedigree of honey
         Does not concern the bee;
         A clover, any time, to him
         Is aristocracy."
         - Emily Dickinson ("The Pedigree of Honey")
         
         Mark Twain made real a life completely unknown to me - life on the Mississippi. he also wrote about other things, and i liked them too. like this:
         
         "The Creator sat upon the throne, thinking. Behind him stretched the illimitable continent of heaven, steeped in a glory of light and color; before him rose the black night of Space, like a wall. His mighty bulk towered rugged and mountain-like into the zenith, and His divine head blazed there like a distant sun. At His feet stood three colossal figures, diminished to extinction, almost, by contrast -- archangels -- their heads level with His ankle-bone.
         
         When the Creator had finished thinking, He said, "I have thought. Behold!"
         
         He lifted His hand, and from it burst a fountain-spray of fire, a million stupendous suns, which clove the blackness and soared, away and away and away, diminishing in magnitude and intensity as they pierced the far frontiers of Space, until at last they were but as diamond nailheads sparkling under the domed vast roof of the universe.
         
         At the end of an hour the Grand Council was dismissed."
         -Mark Twain (from "Letters From The Earth")

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         LEWJposted 14 years agoin reply to this

         Yeah---I see what you mean, the word choice, tone, rhythms.    Thanks.

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   Mishaposted 14 years ago

   Not sure I ever heard of Emily, but the other two are quite readable

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      Uninvited Writerposted 14 years agoin reply to this

      You have never heard of Emily Dickinson? You poor deprived Russian!
      
      Nature rarer uses yellow
      Than another hue;
      Saves she all of that for sunsets,--
      Prodigal of blue,
      
      Spending scarlet like a woman,
      Yellow she affords
      Only scantly and selectly,
      Like a lover's words.

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         Mishaposted 14 years agoin reply to this

         I bet there are quite a few brilliant Russian poets and writers you never heard about

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         Cagsilposted 14 years agoin reply to this

         

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   Aya Katzposted 14 years ago

   It dropped so low in my regard
   I heard it hit the ground,
   And go to pieces on the stones
   At the bottom of my mind;
   
   Yet blamed the fate that fractured, less
   Than I reviled myself
   For entertaining plated wares
   Upon my silver shelf.
   
       -- Emily Dickinson

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   LEWJposted 14 years ago

   Good quote Aya Katz---though Poe was my first literary idol, I have to give it to Emily when it comes to originality and depth of expression.  In my sincere estimate, this plain, quiet  little women out on the east coast was THE greatest published American poet ever.
   She's also one of the WORLD'S greatest poets.  Thanks for that quote

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   Uninvited Writerposted 14 years ago

   Probably

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   LEWJposted 14 years ago

   Mark Twain's a super wit.    I liked  "Roughing It",  Sawyer, Prince and the Pauper.
   Anybody here read Pud'dnhead Wilson?

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      Richard VanIngramposted 14 years agoin reply to this

      Poe's lasting influence is felt in the literary world in the form of Symbolism.  The French Symbolists, such as Baudelaire, were enamoured of Poe and his obsessions with dark imagery, the supernatural, insanity, religion, and death.  Their works prefigure the Surrealists in the 20th c., and the Surrealist movement influenced almost everything in 20th c. art till the 1950s.
      
      As for Mark Twain, I think my favorite book by him is "Innocents Abroad," a sort of twisted travelogue he wrote while on a world tour in the 1860s -- he pays attention to and reports about things everyone notices on a trip to "important places" but never writes down for publication; his commentary is a running sarcastic attack on the usual travelogue that makes places and events that are commonplace and, well, boring, take on mythological proportions for the folks back home. 
      
      At one point he even half-slyly mentions that the poor of Italy, and there were myriads at that time, might think about robbing the priests and the gold encrusted churches which were pretty gawdy anyway, in his opinion.
      
      It's a vey funny, and biting, book.
      
      I have his collected essays, as well, and they are amazing and, by and large, very serious.  If that man had said those things in contemporary America, he'd have been denounced as being everything from unpatriotic to anti-religious.  Worth looking up.

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   zampanoposted 14 years ago

   Misha.
   Quote, please
   Apart from Dostoyevsky...

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      tantrumposted 14 years agoin reply to this

      Pushkin . Gogol. Tolstoi

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      Mishaposted 14 years agoin reply to this

      If you can read in Russian, you know them. If not, it usually loses quite a bit in translation.

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         Uninvited Writerposted 14 years agoin reply to this

         I bet. I haven't read much Russian literature but I loved Crime and Punishment (read it as a teenager...probably not a good idea ) and Anna Karenina.

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   A Texanposted 14 years ago

   Poe, hands down
   
   But the Raven still beguiling all my fancy into smiling,
   Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust and door;
   Then upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
   Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore
   What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore
   Meant in croaking "Nevermore."

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    Uninvited Writerposted 14 years ago

    Gorky...

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    Mishaposted 14 years ago

    LOL Not THAT one please

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    Mishaposted 14 years ago

    There are quite a bunch of newer writers, too.

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    Aya Katzposted 14 years ago

    Misha, who is your favorite Russian poet? Quote a verse or two in the original. Then translate!

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    Mishaposted 14 years ago

    LOL OK, gimme some time.

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    Aya Katzposted 14 years ago

    Okay. I'll wait.

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       Mishaposted 14 years agoin reply to this

       OK, here is one of my favorites when I actually enjoyed the poetry. I think I found a translation that is not too bad, so I am just putting it here. The source is http://oldpoetry.com/opoem/52448-Vladim … Could-You-
       
       I promptly smeared the map of daily
       With splashing paint in one quick motion
       I have displayed on a tray of jelly
       The slanted cheekbones of the ocean
       Upon the fish scales’ tinsel pattern             
       I’ve read unknown lips’ salute
       And you,
       could you have played
       a nocturne
       On a waterspout for a flute?

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          Aya Katzposted 14 years agoin reply to this

          Misha, not bad! Can you also point us to a site with the original Mayakovsky poem in Russian?

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    Stillthinkingposted 14 years ago

    I had an English teacher in high school who so disliked Emily Dickinson's poetry, she sang it to us to the tune of Yellow Rose of Texas.
    
    It fits remarkably well, particularly
    
    "Hope is a thing with feathers
    That perches in the soul
    And sings a tune without the words
    and never stops at all"
    
    I only remember that because of "Yellow Rose of Texas".
    
    I know, I am a philistine.
    
    I wrote about this on my first hub and on my blog...

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       Aya Katzposted 14 years agoin reply to this

       Many great poems can be put to music. This is not a mark against it -- It shows that it scans!

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       Rochelle Frankposted 14 years agoin reply to this

       On of the things I quite enjoy about Dickinson is the effortless rhythm, that makes her poems such a pleasure to read aloud.
       Heres one:
       
       INDIAN SUMMER -- Emily Dickinson
       
       These are the days when birds come back,
       A very few, a bird or two,
       To take a backward look.
       
       These are the days when skies put on
       The old, old sophistries of June, -
       A blue and gold mistake.
       
       Oh, fraud that cannot cheat the bee,
       Almost thy plausibility
       Induces my belief,
       
       Till ranks of seeds their witness bear,
       And softly through the altered air
       Hurries a timid leaf!
       
       Oh, sacrament of summer days,
       Oh, last communion in the haze,
       Permit a child to join,
       
       Thy sacred emblems to partake,
       Thy consecrated bread to break,
       Taste thine immortal wine!

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    Stillthinkingposted 14 years ago

    How about some John Keats or is it too off the subject...
    
    Bright Star by John Keats
    
    Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art--
    Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night
    And watching, with eternal lids apart,
    Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite,
    The moving waters at their priestlike task
    Of pure ablution round earth's human shores,
    Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
    Of snow upon the mountains and the moors--
    No--yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,
    Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast,
    To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
    Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
    Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
    And so live ever--or else swoon to death.

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    Colebabieposted 14 years ago

    Didn't Poe marry his little cousin? He was the Jerry-Lee Lewis of the writing world.

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       LEWJposted 14 years agoin reply to this

       Yes, he did marry Virginia Clemm, who was his cousin and 13 years old at the time.

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    LEWJposted 14 years ago

    Helen, thy beauty is to me
    Like those Nicean barks of yore
    That gently, o'er a perfumed sea,
    The weary, wayworn, wanderer bore
    To his own native shore.
    
    On distant seas long wont to roam
    Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face, thy Naid airs
    Have brought me home
    To the glory that was Greece
    And the grandeur that was Rome.
    
    Lo! in yon brilliant window niche
    How statuelike I see thee stand,
    The agate lamp within thy hand!
    Ah, Psyche, from the regions
    Which are Holy Land!
    
    TO HELEN, by Edgar Allan Poe

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    habeeposted 14 years ago

    My favorite Twain story is "A Dog's Tale."
    
    
    My favorite Poe story is probably "Berenice."
    
    Did you know that now they think Poe died of rabies? He was so immensely talented yet had such a tragic life. He and Coleridge are very similar, in my opinion - same sort of creative genious, same fascination with the "dark side," and same tortured lives.

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    zampanoposted 14 years ago

    Thanks Misha for the quotation.
    Thank you all for Emily Dickinson,
    whom I didn't know at all, Twain and Poe being universal.

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    LEWJposted 14 years ago

    When Mark Twain was born, Haley's comet was in the sky.
    On the day he died, Haley's comet was in the sky.
    
    And today's the 160th anniversary of Poe's death.
    Forgot to add another of personal favorite from his works--the poem ANNABEL LEE.

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       Ivorwenposted 14 years agoin reply to this

       That is a very interesting bit of trivia.  There are so many of the older authors that I adore.  Mark Twain, Poe, O'Henry, Harold Bell Write, Gene Stratton-Porter... It is hard to pick a favorite piece.

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    LEWJposted 14 years ago

    Yes---the old authors were the best!   Wish I had caught up with your comment right away; we'd be able to chat about that.

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       Ivorwenposted 14 years agoin reply to this

       I'd love to catch up with you sometime.

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    Ron Montgomeryposted 14 years ago

    Poe revisited

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    LEWJposted 14 years ago

    Thanks for this post, Ron Montgomery.    I had forgotten about Poe's mortal enemy Griswold and his dastardly deeds against Poe.

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    LEWJposted 14 years ago

    If anyone here wants to get more fun out of their favorite literature, here's how:
    find a time when you're alone or when your place is dead quiet, get comfortable, light a candle or two, and read your story.      The atmosphere this simple act produces creates intensified imagination and magnifies the mood.    This works great with horror (fiction or nonfiction), love stories (especially old ones from classic literature), and other fave writings.
    Try it!

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    LEWJposted 14 years ago

    "Never seraph spread his pinion over fabric half so fair"
    From "Israfel", by Edgar Allan Poe

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    Fugitive From Nowposted 14 years ago

    I'm Nobody! Who are you?
    Are you -- Nobody -- Too?
    Then there's a pair of us!
    Don't tell! they'd advertise -- you know!
    
    
    I always liked how Emily started this one

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       LEWJposted 14 years agoin reply to this

       Me too.    It's one of her best.  Welcome to HUBPAGES.

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    LEWJposted 14 years ago

    An entertaining Mark Twain work---'ROUGHING IT'
    Contains  lots of his super sharp wit.

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    Kid Eternityposted 14 years ago

    The three listed - Poe, Twain, and Dickinson - are each incredible in their own rights. However, they seem a slightly odd collection when viewed together. Dickinson's poetry is highly original and visionary, seeming to concentrate on her connection to the spiritual and disaffection with the world. Poe explores the darkness; searching for things that go bump in the night - and in the human psyche. Twain, to me, is the greatest of the three because he dealt with the human condition as a whole; his breadth of expression, humor, and ability to communicate to every strata of society, make him a giant. Not listed herein, but second only to Twain in my humble opinion, is Sydney Porter - aka O.Henry - who accomplished much the same as Twain (and de Maupassant) in short story form.
    
    http://hubpages.com/hub/Porters-Ghost

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       LEWJposted 14 years agoin reply to this

       All interesting observatons....

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    Cagsilposted 14 years ago

    My favorite is Mark Twain. All his works.

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    donna bamfordposted 14 years ago

    Not sure that I am in the right spot with this but interested to know that Poe had an influence on the French Symbolists.  Baudelaire is one of my favourites.  And love Dickensonand Twain, and Doestoevsky, and Tolstoy  As well as all the british novelists and poets from D.H. Lawrence to Woolf.  Neruda is probably my favourite but that is always changing.

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    LEWJposted 14 years ago

    YES, Poe did influence the French Symbolists, including Baudelaire.

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