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4.23 of 5 stars 4.23  ·  rating details  ·  31,814 ratings  ·  599 reviews
Visions in Poetry is an exciting and unique series of classic poems illustrated by outstanding contemporary artists in stunning hardcover editions. The fifth book in the series, Edgar Allan Poe's "The Raven," delves into the hidden horrors of the human psyche. Originally published in 1845, the poem is narrated by a melancholy scholar brooding over Lenore, a woman he loved ...more
Hardcover, 48 pages
Published August 1st 2006 by Kids Can Press (first published 1844)
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Am I the only one creeped out by ravens? Every time I hear mention of them I shudder. I mean, come on. Have you ever heard one croak? Second question; have you ever heard a tree full of them croak? I have.

There I was, minding my own business, just trying to walk home from the bus stop. I didn’t even see them until I was directly beneath the tree. I heard this strange rustling sound and thought it was weird because the leaves had already fallen. Naturally, I paused to look up. What was I met wit
Once upon a midnight dreary,
while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume
of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping,
suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping,
rapping at my chamber door.
"'Tis some visiter," I muttered,
"tapping at my chamber door --
Only this, and nothing more."

I had started reading the Raven before but was never able to quite get through it. When I came across this illustrated version at my library I decided to give it another shot.
Peter Meredith
I write this review as someone who dislikes poetry, or maybe I should say, before I'm attacked by the poetry police, that I have disliked every poem forced down my throat by well meaning sadistic teachers. (Someone please explain the antithetical concept of a well meaning sadist. I'm afraid I might have made that up and it makes no sense.)
The Raven I enjoyed. Perhaps because of its length. For me, a poem can't be too long. The longer the poem, the higher my risk of death(probably through suicide
The way Poe wrote takes some time getting used to, but after managing that you will like his writing even more.

During the meeting with the bird, the narrator's mental status is slowly being exposed. The way the narrator is projecting his own thoughts and feelings onto the bird, and thereby giving the bird's only word "Nevermore" meaning, is interesting. The narrator interprets the words in a way he need. Why would he continue asking questions otherwise, when the only answer is one and the same?
Carmo Santos
Traduzir poesia é sempre tarefa ingrata. É preciso traduzir a ideia e não necessariamente palavra a palavra, sob pena de se perder a sonoridade. Esta edição d' O Corvo vem em dose tripla; traduções de Fernando Pessoa e Machado de Assis e ainda o original. Como presente extra - Anabelle Lee - uma pequena joia, também no original e na tradução de Pessoa.
Nunca tinha lido Poe; sempre o associei a uma escrita sombria e mórbida. Apesar de ambos os poemas falarem da morte e da dor subsequente, acheio-o
Raeden Zen
“Deep into that
darkness peering,
long I stood there
wondering, fearing
Doubting, dreaming
dreams no mortal
ever dared to dream before…”

"The Raven" is about loss of a loved one and will stick with you, maybe even haunt your dreams for a few nights. I picked up the Kindle version for free and I was instantly reminded why this is one of my favorite poems. (There is a long preface before it, which I found interesting. But if you just want to read the poem, you can use the index and click on "The Poem.
Sunny in Wonderland
I read along while listening to THIS YOUTUBE AUDIO RECORDING of James Earl Jones reading the poem in its entirety. I also envisioned him as Darth Vader. Don't judge.
One bleak December, a weary man was perusing an old book and heard a tapping on his door. The rustling curtain frightened him, but he decided that it could have been just a late visitor and that he would ask for forgiveness for he was napping. But when he opened the door, there was nothing in there except the word “Lenore”, an echo of his own words. When he returned to his room, he heard the tapping again and tried to reason that it was probably just the wind outside his door. Yet when he opened ...more
Rinda Elwakil
Eagerly I wished the morrow..
Vainly I had sought to borrow..
From my books surcease of sorrow,sorrow for the lost Lenore..

For the rare and madien whom the angels named "Lenore"..
Nameless here for evermore..

خسارة تتبعها خسارة تتبعها خسارة..تلك كانت حياة ذاك الرجل..إدجار آلان بو.
عاش منبوذاً كسيراً سكيراً، سلبه الموت حب حياته مرتين..

رحل ادجار آلان بو عن عالمنا مُفلساً وحيداً لا يعرفه أحد، و لم يشهد تقديراً كافياً لابداعه خلال حياته..ماتت حبيبته آنابيل لي جراء السُل أمام عينيه و لم يملك شيئا يمنحه ل
Knar   Avetisyan
Говорят, что через произведение познается автор. Все портреты По говорят, что он был рожден, чтобы стать «Вороном»...

Это одно из наиболее известных стихотворений американского писателя и поэта Эдгара Аллана По.
"Ворон" начинается с того, что неназванный рассказчик сидит декабрьской ночью за чтением старинных книг, чтобы забыть об утрате своей любви, Леноры. Он слышит стук в дверь и окно своей комнаты, и когда открывает окно, к нему заходит ворон. Не обращая внимание на человека, ворон садится на
Diana Cigher
"Quoth the raven, `Nevermore'!"

First of all, I want to review this poem without looking at any critique, just to state facts from my point of view. I think that Poe's style is very unique, even though I cannot say that I am a great knower of English poems. He really impressed me with this poem; it is somehow dark, but still formal in a way.
During a midnight, an "ebony raven" enters this man's house and sets himself above the bust of Pallas. The man tries talking to this raven, but the only word
Lenore: The narrator gives no description of Lenore. We do not know what she looks like or what exactly the relationship between Lenore and the narrator is. All we know is that the narrator really misses her. The lack of details regarding Lenore makes her a likely symbol. She may represent idealized love, beauty, truth, or hope in a better world. She is "rare and radiant" we are told several times, an angelic description, perhaps symbolic of heaven. Lenore may symbolize truth: the narrator canno ...more
Very complex story. The man was a genious. When reading it might sound boring, but analyze it and actually study the poem. Trust me. One of my favorite poems ever. I still can't get the first stanza out of my head.

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary
Over a quaint noice of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
Someone who was rapping, rapping at my chamber door,
"Tis some visitor" I muttered, "Tapping at my chamber door
Only this and n
Maria Thermann
The Raven gets a 5 star rating because of its classic creepiness and the fact that it has stayed with me so long after having read the piece.

Like all Edgar Allan Poe works it is mysterious, delirious and intensely emotional - a contemplation of life, loss and death. Since reading the Raven many years ago, I've been determined to include a raven-esque figure in one of my stories and finally found a place for one in my own novel Willow the Vampire and the Sacred Grove. While the context and creat
I'm a little ashamed to say that this is my first time reading Poe in my life, at least in English. I've read translations to some of his short stories when i was about fifteen years old, and five years later here i read The Raven for the very first time.
I have to say that it's so painfully beautiful that i read it about two other times as soon as i finished it and yet it seemed so sad to me.
It's desperate and dark and everything that Poe is about and yet it's just so beautiful I had to give it
Ana Pereira
Ler Poe alternado com António Aleixo tem qualquer coisa de esquizofrénico, não tem? Muito bom! A edição que li ( tem o poema original e duas traduções, uma do Pessoa e outra do Machado de Assis. Gostei das três, o Poe é o Poe, o Machado de Assis simplificou a linguagem, o Pessoa mantém mais o espírito do poema original, não sei qual prefiro. Gosto muito das ilustrações do Gustave Doré que podem facilmente ser encontradas pelo Google, expressam realmente o amb ...more
I never considered poetry my cup of tea. Always thought it's too evolved for me.

I am not sure if I have evolved a bit or if I have found the right author to follow but I liked this one a lot. Looking forward to reading many other works of Poe.

I want to say this, and Nothing more

Feb 26, 2014 Laura rated it 3 of 5 stars  ·  review of another edition
Recommends it for: Bettie
Available at ThoughtAudio.

This poem tells the tale of an old man alone in his home who is visited by a raven, proclaiming that his beloved will return to him nevermore.

1884 Illustrated The Raven - available to view online in hires! - at the Library of Congress.
After I memorised the whole thing, I went to the Sofia zoo and recited it to the (utterly adorable) raven there. He seemed to know I was talking about him because he flew right to me and stayed there until I was finished, despite all the other people who stopped by his cage. I even have video of the whole thing.
Just one suggestion, if someone wants to read this poem he/she should read it in a cold winter night when fog is pressing against the window and dew drops are wetting the window panes. In utter silence, read it aloud,or in whispers perhaps. And you will know why Poe was a genius.
When participating in a poetry study, one can't help but pick up The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe. This book contains Poe's original 1845 version of the poem, which has been deemed "one of the most famous American poems". Like Poe's other works, "The Raven" explores the dark side of human nature. In this poem, the narrator has lost his love, Lenore. While sitting in his room and dozing off while reading, the narrator hears a knocking on his door. No one is there, which startles him a bit; he then op ...more
Sam Burrow
On a late December night, a few minutes after midnight to be precise, a man is sitting in his room, half reading, half asleep, and trying to overcome the presumed death of his love, Lenore. Suddenly, he hears someone or something knocking at the door. He then opens the door and finds nothing. This frightens him, and he reassures himself that it is just the wind against the window. So he goes and opens the window, and in flies (spoiler alert) a raven.
The way Poe writes makes you feel curiosity
The first thing that came to my mind when I saw this pretty little book was the Edgar Allan Poe look-alike competition of Stars Hollow on Gilmore Girls.

The first thing that came to my mind when I started reading this book was: "What the hell is this? Wordsworth mixed with Walter de la Mare?:"

The first thing that came to my mind once I had read it was: "Why didn't I give Poe's poetry a chance before?"

Of course, I had read a few like Eldorado, Annabel Lee and Lenore before, but some like A Drea
K.Edwin Fritz
I perform this poem every year for my students, including a classroom full of props. Having to both memorize it and understand its nuances in order to give a performance, I can honestly attest that this is one of the greatest pieces of literature ever written. The language is exquisite, the story harrowing, and when you add that 13-yr-olds who only understand half of it claim that it "resonates" with them, you know it's an amazing piece.
Amanda Lyons
Wow, I never thought I'd see a really great picture book version of The Raven! This a really beautiful edition and a wonderful way to share poetry with my son. The illustrations are fitting and help readers who don't understand the older wording to get the story.
Nevermore! The feeeeelsssssssss :"D

Also, completely unrelated, but my 500th read book on Goodreads! (I gave this to you, my dear Edgar.)
Mitch Lavender
With the Poe revival going on – namely, the 2012 movie, The Raven, starring John Cussack as the tortured writer, Edgar Allan Poe, and more recently, The Following, a FOX TV series about a serial-killing cult with a strong Poe influence, I had a new interest in rereading some of Poe’s classics.

Of course, I started with The Raven, originally published in 1845. I was reading from “The Selected Works of Edgar Allan Poe,” a serviceable but unillustrated anthology, and was intrigued by the use of “Nig
Ahmad Sharabiani
در انزوای نیمه شبی دلتنگ
آنگه که او چو خاطره ای کمرنگ
اندیشه های تلخ مرا اندود
چشمان من ز خواب، بخارآلود
ناگه کوبه های کسی بر در
آرام، همچو زمزمه نجواگر
نجوای من به خویش، ملامتگر
یک میهمان خسته ی ناهنگام
یک میهمان خسته و دیگر هیچ

اینک به خاطر آورم آن را، آه
ماه دسامبر، نیمه شبی جانکاه
گویی گذار روشن اخگر بود
روحی که در اتاق شناور بود
در حسرت سپیده دمان بودم
بیهوده، در تلاش گریز از غم
آری، غمش مرا به جهان تفته ست
دوشیزه ای که از کف من رفته ست
بی نام دوشیزه ی اینجا بود
بی نام، سربسته و دیگر هیچ

آنگاه، خش خشی که مرا
David jones
Alright. So. I didn't necessarily read this copy of the poem or whatever from this book presented to me on Goodreads, moreover, I read the poem in my vast collection of Edgar Allan Poe complete works. This is a review coming from a person who doesn't much care for poetry (I think it's because of the evil, sadistic teachers that do make us read poetry and analyze it) and thus far, besides the few poems in the beginning, this is one of the only poems I have ever voluntarily read. This poem, I thou ...more
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“Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door —
Only this, and nothing more."

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow; — vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore —
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore —
Nameless here for evermore.

And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me — filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating,
Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door —
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door; —
This it is, and nothing more."

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you"— here I opened wide the door; —
Darkness there, and nothing more.

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore?"
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore!" —
Merely this, and nothing more.

Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice:
Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore —
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore; —
'Tis the wind and nothing more."

Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore;
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door —
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door —
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore.
Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven,
Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore —
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

Much I marveled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning— little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blest with seeing bird above his chamber door —
Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such name as "Nevermore.”
“Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore.” 216 likes
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