HP Lovecraft and Where Once Poe Walked
So here is my first Special Guest post of the new year and just as an FYI, I’d like to keep these going. I just think they add a bit of culture to my blog and I actually learn something new every time I post one. That can’t be a bad thing at my age (chuckle)!!
Looking for this post was a deliberate search for Mr Lovecraft as I confess I only know of him through hearsay as a reputable horror writer.
Who then is Mr Lovecraft? Well the tinternet tells me that Howard Phillip was born in the August of 1890. An American poet and writer who spent most of his life living at the same address. His name became best known for the horror stories that he wrote, albeit after his passing. It was claimed the Edgar Allen Poe was the major influence on his work.
It is said that Lovecraft was reciting poetry from the age of three and actually writing his own at the age of six. This regardless of the fact that he grew up in the care of his mother as his father was admitted to hospital suffering from a psychotic illness from which he never recovered.
With all this in mind I thought it would be nice to post this little gem; a HP Lovecraft, Edgar Allen Poe dedication. Those names in the same sentence just send shivers down the spine.
Where Once Poe Walked
Eternal brood the shadows on this ground,
Dreaming of centuries that have gone before;
Great elms rise solemnly by slab and mound,
Arched high above a hidden world of yore.
Round all the scene a light of memory plays,
And dead leaves whisper of departed days,
Longing for sights and sounds that are no more.
Lonely and sad, a specter glides along
Aisles where of old his living footsteps fell;
No common glance discerns him, though his song
Peals down through time with a mysterious spell.
Only the few who sorcery’s secret know,
Espy amidst these tombs the shade of Poe.