Favorite poem? Favorite story?

Favorite poem? Favorite story?

The Tell-Tale Heart

imp of perverse

The Cask of Amontillado of course. An alcoholic's nightmare. Pit & the P and Masque of the RD scared me good as a kid though.

Favorite short story is Hop-Frog, very unsettling.

lays of ancient rome

Want to get into Poe

Whats a good collection to get

The Sleeper is my favorite Poe Poem and Elenora my favorite story of his.
The one that has all of his works. (Including his Poems!)

The Raven
Favorite story is either Fall of the House of Usher or Ligeia
Library of America

A Dream, I guess.
William Wilson

One of my High School English teachers called Poe her, "dead husband" and had multiple figurines, posters, and other memorabilia of him around her classroom. It was pretty creepy whenever she talked sexually about the dude in front of the class.

dream within a dream
arthur gordon pym

The Norton Critical Edition. Always go with the Norton Critical Edition.

It's actually appropriate since Poe liked dead girls

>Always go with the Norton Critical Edition

Yes, always. Except when they are deleting 1/4th of the content to make room for their (((critical essays)))) like in Leviathan.

The Haunted Palace
The Facts in the Case of M. Valdemar

The raven is masterful verse. May even be the best piece of verse written in the English language. There i said it.

I always liked The Raven. We had to memorize 100 lines awhile back in school.

I wouldn't go that far, but it's definitely a masterful poem.

Unfortunately. I'm only familiar with the stories. Tell-Tale Heart is probably my favourite, but Black Cat has a special place for me. I also enjoy The Cask of Amontillado, The Fall of the House of Usher, and Hop-Frog (the last specifically for its comedy).

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow —
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand —
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep — while I weep!
O God! Can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?

In terms of poetry aesthetic and metre id say it is, not for overall message though

I'd say that distinction goes to Hamlet.