...And, all at once, the moon arouse through the thin ghastly mist, And was crimson in color... And they lynx which dwelleth forever in the tomb, came out therefrom. And lay down at the feet of the demon. And looked at him steadily in the face.
Interpretation
The quote evokes a vivid and eerie imagery of the moon and a lynx, suggesting themes of death and the supernatural.
In this quote, Edgar Allan Poe uses striking imagery to invoke a sense of the macabre and the otherworldly. The moon, described as crimson and emerging through a ghastly mist, sets an ominous tone, while the lynx, a creature often associated with mystery and watchfulness, symbolizes the presence of death and the unknown. Together, they contribute to the Gothic atmosphere typical of Poe's work, suggesting a meeting between the living and the dead, and inviting reflection on the nature of existence and the mysteries that hover just out of reach.
In practice
In a poetry reading about the supernatural and Gothic themes.
But evil things, in robes of sorrow, Assailed the monarch's high estate; (Ah, let us mourn, for never morrow Shall dawn upon him desolate!) And round about his home the glory That blushed and bloomed, Is but a dim-remembered story Of the old time entombed.
Most writers - poets in especial - prefer having it understood that they compose by a species of fine frenzy - an ecstatic intuition - and would positively shudder at letting the public take a peep behind the scenes.
...the agony of my soul found vent in one loud, long and final scream of despair.
Where the good and the bad and the worst and the best have gone to their eternal rest.
I could have clasped the red walls to my bosom as a garment of eternal peace. "Death," I said, "any death but that of the pit!" Fool! might I have not known that into the pit it was the object of the burning iron to urge me?
In our endeavors to recall to memory something long forgotten, we often find ourselves upon the very verge of remembrance, without being able, in the end, to remember.
Writing ought either to be the manufacture of stories for which there is a market demand - a business as safe and commendable as making soap or breakfast foods - or it should be an art, which is always a search for something for which there is no market demand, something new and untried, where the values are intrinsic and have nothing to do with standardized values.
Playing and listening to music gives you a sense of fulfilment because you have to put everything in you at its disposal.
don’t write out of what I know; I write out of what I wonder. I think most artists create art in order to explore, not to give the answers. Poetry and art are not about answers to me; they are about questions.
The creative union of the conscious with the unconscious is what one usually calls 'inspiration.'
When he moves, a streetlight stabs him, and the words flow out like blood.
When I see an Alfa Romeo go by, I tip my hat.
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