Whirlpool of dark poems

A Dream Within a Dream
By Edgar Allan Poe

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?

There is a solitude of space
1695
By Emily Dickinson

There is a solitude of space
A solitude of sea
A solitude of death, but these
Society shall be
Compared with that profounder site
That polar privacy
A soul admitted to itself—
Finite infinity.

The Raven – a paragraph
By Edgar Allan Poe

"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! -
Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted-
On this home by Horror haunted- tell me truly, I implore-
Is there- is there balm in Gilead?- tell me- tell me, I implore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

The first poem is a dedication to a dead artist i used to love, may his soul rest in piece now, he used to adore poems like these as they were very frequent in his songs. The second poem by Dickinson, was first observed by me when i was watching a documentary about her and her period of isolation, it is about that period and how solitude presented itself to her. Like gratifying loneliness, it seems like some form of eerie contempt. Now the Raven, i’ve have read this poem before years ago, and didn’t understand a single thing. I was a child you see. Then i saw mentions of it in a series of the House of Usher, then a book i was reading recently made a scary reference to it. I felt like i finally understood what it meant from that single mention. It was of most importance to the plot of the book so I’m not going to spoil it. But it indulged me into reading the entire poem again and now I see… But now I’m also haunted by that raven too. For those that didn’t grasp the meaning, it involves loss, desperation, looking for reassurance and only having a senseless message from an out of this world being. It’s anger, desolation, confusion, grief. You can only imagine what the Raven actually meant, or if it meant anything at all.