A review by jales
O Corvo by Edgar Allan Poe

5.0

The thing I’m most ecstatic is how he controls the madness caused by grief, and how this talks a lot with the act of reading itself, ALL by the way he constructs the narrative. He’s lost, and the rhymes and matter of reading this poem – fy: reading out loud makes a huge difference – gives the sensation of instability. For those who lost someone at some point in life knows how we are forever haunted by the feeling of absence. I feel like this poem represents well; when he said for example that that he used reading as a relief, I felt that. And after all the questions and all the ‘nevermore’s, he just accepts the darkness as him being part of it with his soul floating, not touching the floor but also, being lower, with no strength to battle the heartbreak. Also, it can be about the death and life of the author, being an artist.

Beautiful poem.