For more information, read "Mysterious for Evermore" by Matthew Pearl, an article on Poe's death from The Telegraph. Pearl is the author of a fascinating novel about the subject, The Poe Shadow.
Seven years ago, on the occasion of Poe's 200th birthday, I took over the StarShipSofa Audio Science Fiction Magazine to host an hour-long tribute to this pioneer of the short story, luminary of Gothic horror, father of detective fiction, and giant of science fiction. You can listen to the podcast here at the StarShipSofa website, or download it here, or access it via iTunes. If you listen, I hope you enjoy my celebration of Poe's life, works, and legacy!
Here is some more Poe-related free audio from yours truly:
* Free for adoption, here is my narration of Poe's "Mellonta Tauta." If you listen, I hope you enjoy!
* In this episode of StarShipSofa, I review the "Madness: Insanity in the Works of Edgar Allan Poe" temporary exhibit at The Poe Museum, a place I always love to visit. I thought this was a very insightful exhibit, and in my "Looking Back on Genre History" segment I try to pass some of those insights along to listeners. If you check it out, I hope you enjoy!
While we're talking Poe, I invite you to vote on my Goodreads list of "Fiction Featuring Poe as a Character."
The following are some of my favorite links about Edgar Allan Poe:
* PoeStories.com: An Exploration of Short Stories by Edgar Allan Poe
* The Poe Museum of Richmond
* The Edgar Allan Poe Society of Baltimore
Here is the Biography documentary special devoted to Poe.
If I had to name my favorite Poe work, the Dupin tales would be high on my list, as would "The Premature Burial" and "The Masque of the Red Death," but I think "The Fall of the House of Usher" would have to be my choice for my favorite story. My favorite Poe poem is "Alone."
What is your favorite work by Poe?
What was it --I paused to think --what was it that so unnerved me in the contemplation of the House of Usher? It was a mystery all insoluble; nor could I grapple with the shadowy fancies that crowded upon me as I pondered. I was forced to fall back upon the unsatisfactory conclusion, that while, beyond doubt, there are combinations of very simple natural objects which have the power of thus affecting us, still the analysis of this power lies among considerations beyond our depth. It was possible, I reflected, that a mere different arrangement of the particulars of the scene, of the details of the picture, would be sufficient to modify, or perhaps to annihilate its capacity for sorrowful impression; and, acting upon this idea, I reined my horse to the precipitous brink of a black and lurid tarn that lay in unruffled lustre by the dwelling, and gazed down --but with a shudder even more thrilling than before --upon the remodelled and inverted images of the gray sedge, and the ghastly tree-stems, and the vacant and eye-like windows.
- Edgar Allan Poe, "The Fall of the House of Usher" (1839)