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Loose rivets
21st Jan 2013, 17:10
If so, what thinkest thou?


Odd he should have come up with such ideas way ahead of his time. Mind you, if you generate enough noise, there's sure to be some music in there.

rgbrock1
21st Jan 2013, 18:37
An Essay on the Material and Spiritual Universe you mean? Or, a Prose Poem?

An excellent work. Very prescient and way ahead of his time. And very unlike most of his other works.

tony draper
21st Jan 2013, 18:46
Well as is the norm it has been discussed in these very halls in times past,very little that hasn't been covered here at one time or another.
:)

rgbrock1
21st Jan 2013, 18:46
I see your feeling better, Tony D?

tony draper
21st Jan 2013, 18:52
Indeed one has fully recovered from one's bout of germ warfare(one suspects the CIA)
Take more than that to scrag a Englishman Langley.:=
:rolleyes:

rgbrock1
21st Jan 2013, 18:53
I doubt it was the CIA's doing, Tony. More than likely Al Qaeda in England.:eek::eek::eek:

Loose rivets
21st Jan 2013, 20:21
It must have escaped one's notice. One will search for it in a quiet moment.

bnt
21st Jan 2013, 20:58
Since it's in the public domain now, it's available through the Gutenberg Project, here (http://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/32037).

Most devices (including iBooks on Apple devices) accept the open ePub format, with the exception of the Amazon Kindle, which needs the Kindle Mobi format instead. For reading ePub on computer, I recommend FBReader (http://fbreader.org/).

Cacophonix
21st Jan 2013, 21:05
He was a champion dark yarn spinner that's for sure...

THE RAVEN. EDGAR ALLAN POE. READING BY VINCENT PRICE - YouTube

Caco

RJM
22nd Jan 2013, 07:58
The End of the Raven, by Poe’s Cat.

*On a night quite unenchanting, when the rain was downward slanting,
I awakened to the ranting of the man I catch mice for.

Tipsy and a bit unshaven, in a tone I found quite craven,
Poe was talking to a raven perched above the chamber door.

“Raven’s very tasty,” thought I, as I tiptoed o’er the floor,
“There is nothing I like more.”

Soft upon the rug I treaded, calm and careful as I headed
Towards his roost atop that dreaded bust of Pallas I deplore.
While the bard and birdie chattered, I made sure that nothing clattered,
Creaked, or snapped, or fell, or shattered, as I crossed the corridor;
For his house is crammed with trinkets, curios and weird decor -
Bric-a-brac and junk galore.

Still the Raven never fluttered, standing stock-still as he uttered,
In a voice that shrieked and sputtered, his two cents’ worth –
“Nevermore.”
While this dirge the birdbrain kept up, oh, so silently I crept up,
Then I crouched and quickly leapt up, pouncing on the feathered bore.
Soon he was a heap of plumage, and a little blood and gore
Only this and not much more.

“Oooh!” my pickled poet cried out, “Pussycat, it’s time I dried out!
Never sat I in my hideout talking to a bird before;
How I’ve wallowed in self-pity, while my gallant, valiant kitty
Put an end to that damned ditty”, then I heard him start to snore.
Back atop the door I clambered, eyed that statue I abhor,
Jumped – and smashed it on the floor.

Loose rivets
23rd Jan 2013, 07:38
I'm really going to like this book, I can tell.




years.] “The fame of this great man depended mainly upon his demonstration that sneezing is a natural provision, by means of which over-profound thinkers are enabled to expel superfluous ideas through the nose;

Edgar A. Poe. Eureka: / A Prose Poem (Kindle Locations 68-70).

MagnusP
23rd Jan 2013, 09:09
Caco, one of Pratchett's book features a raven called Quoth.