Monday is the second centennial of the birth of American writer Edgar Allan Poe. Another American writer, the naturalist Henry James, once said that "Enthusiasm for Poe is the mark of a decidedly primitive stage of reflection." Well, I guess I'm just hopelessly unsophisticated because I would much rather read a short story by Mr. Poe than one of Mr. James' tedious tomes.
Here's a Wall Street Journal article by John Miller of National Review commemorating the occasion of Poe's bicentennial. Enjoy reading, and then go recite "The Raven" for old time's sake.
2 comments:
Poe is apPOEpriate (sorry!) winter reading, too.
You can't read Poe in July. It would be like reading F Scott Fitzgerald in February - just wrong!
You are right Jenny, you can't read Poe in the summer. And this reminds me that I have a 12 year old who would probably love some Poe right about now!
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