Edgar Allen Poe John Sorgini

Edgar Allen Poe is one of the best known authors today, despite being born over 200 years ago. They call him “The Father of the Detective Story”, as he was one of the main creators of this genre. He is best known for writing stories such as The Tell Tale Heart, and The Raven. One of the main reasons why he is so popular is because of his writing style, which is defined primarily by his descriptive details.

Although Edgar wrote some of the most well known pieces of poetry, such as The Tell Tale Heart and The Raven. His very last piece of writing was called Annabel Lee. It was published shortly after his death.

Annabel Lee

It was many and many a year ago,

In a kingdom by the sea,

That a maiden there lived whom you may know

By the name of Annabel Lee;

And this maiden she lived with no other thought

Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,

In this kingdom by the sea,

But we loved with a love that was more than love—

I and my Annabel Lee—

With a love that the wingèd seraphs of Heaven

Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,

In this kingdom by the sea,

A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling

My beautiful Annabel Lee;

So that her highborn kinsmen came

And bore her away from me,

To shut her up in a sepulchre

In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in Heaven,

Went envying her and me—

Yes!—that was the reason (as all men know,

In this kingdom by the sea)

That the wind came out of the cloud by night,

Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love

Of those who were older than we—

Of many far wiser than we—

And neither the angels in Heaven above

Nor the demons down under the sea

Can ever dissever my soul from the soul

Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams

Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes

Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side

Of my darling—my darling—my life and my bride,

In her sepulchre there by the sea—

In her tomb by the sounding sea.

Literal Meaning:

This poem is about A woman named Annabel Lee. She is in love with the narrator of the poem. She lives in a kingdom near an ocean. As children, they fell in love with each other, with a love that was so intense, the angels of heaven were envious. As fortune would have it, she was killed by the angels that envied their love. She froze to death after a cold wind came through the kingdom where she lived.

Theme: Love is as strong a force as any other. The narrator talks about his relationship with Annabel Lee. They fell in love at a young age, with such an intense love, that even the Angels of Heaven were jealous. Annabel was killed by the angels, but that didn’t interfere with the love between the two.

Structure: The structure of the poem has 6 stanzas, three with 6 lines, one with 7 and two with eight. This poem is a ballad, since the rhyming scheme is xBxBxBxB.

Edgar Allen Poe used many writing techniques in this poem.

Anaphora: Repeat of the name Annabel Lee many times

Allusion: Nobody really knows where the kingdom by the sea is

Hyperbole: Although the narrator and Annabel’s love was strong, it wouldn’t have been to the point where it made the angels of heaven jealous.

Metaphor: He was comparing the love that the narrator had to the love that angels shared between eachother.

This poem stood out to me because it was one of the most significant of Edgar’s poems. This one was the very last of Edgar’s full poems, being published shortly after his death.

Also, I wanted a bit of a challenge to analyze, and many people have read his most famous poems such as A Tell Tale Heart and The Raven, and there are many documents on the internet of people already analyzing them. The things that make Edgar’s poems different from the rest are that his poems are very flowing. The rhyme just enough to be beautiful. Any more and it would feel forced, and less and it would make the reading choppy. Also, in some of his other poems, he uses extremely descriptive detail, giving the reader a good idea of what it was like. This poem reflected the time it was written well, because of how Annabel died. At the time, there was an concern of freezing to death, as they did not have the technologies we take for granted.

Edgar Allen Poe is well known for his descriptive writing. This is the reason why this poem employs that technique.


One day we went to the lake,

our bathing suits strapped on tight.

The smell of sunscreen passes,

through the damp, warm air,

like we were all wrapped in a big sweater.

The sweat glistens on our faces,

making it hard to think of anything,

but jumping into the waves,

licking our toes like a newborn puppy.

The sun beamed down, making

me think I’m never going to feel rain.

I see the dock.

The old weathered dock.

At one point it was deep brown,

now all the paint is gone

My feet sink into the sand,

like I’m walking on a beach of jello.

We just ate our lunch, the usual,

ham and cheese on toasted rye.

I know if i jump in now,

as my head is telling me to do,

my stomach will strongly disagree.

We spread our towels out on the ground,

mine being green with grey stripes.

We all lay down with our backs to the sky,

that bright blue beautiful sky.

Letting the sun cook our backs

until we turn to a crispy shade of golden brown

I can’t remember if I fall asleep

But I hear the words

“Who’s ready to swim?"

I leaped up, faster than anyone has ever seen.

I take off towards the waves,

looking like a cheetah after its prey.

My feet hit the water first,

then my ankles,

knees, waist, chest

I run until I am forced to start swimming

All of the sweat, gone.

All of the heat gone.

All the thoughts, stress, worry, gone.

I could feel the water rushing,

all over me,

engulfing me,

embracing me,

like I never want to leave its deep blue depths.

I want to stay forever, live here if you will.

I never want to leave

Finally it is time to go

Minutes go by, hours,

maybe days! Who knows?

Before we start walking away,

I take one last look at the beach

And think,

Some other time, my friend.

What I've learned this unit, is that poetry is much harder, and more involved as I once thought. I used to honestly believe that I could write any piece of writing, but in reality there is much more going on behind the scenes.

I really like to swim. I love when I'm walking to a beach or a lake, and my body just shakes in anticipation of just getting in there, and swimming. When I first sat down to write this poem, I realized that this could go one of a few ways. In one way, I could employ many techniques, not really covering all of them very well, or I could use just one technique and go all out on it. That is the one that I chose. The main technique I used was description. As you hopefully can tell, I really went all out on it. As a side note, I really enjoyed writing this poem, and for the first time, I saw how writing can really appeal to people.

My poem more or less turned out the way I had hoped. I really enjoyed expressing my thoughts, but having a method behind them, making it easier to read than something like an essay. Something I would have liked to make work is the rhyming. My poem employs no rhyming verses, and I would have liked to see it come together in that way.

I really hope you had as much fun reading this as I had writing this.

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