The name Poe brings to mind images of murderers and madmen, premature burials, and mysterious women who return from the dead. His works have been in print since 1827 and include such literary classics as The Tell-Tale Heart, The Raven, and The Fall of the House of Usher. This versatile writer’s oeuvre includes short stories, poetry, a novel, a textbook, a book of scientific theory, and hundreds of essays and book reviews. He is widely acknowledged as the inventor of the modern detective story and an innovator in the science fiction genre, but he made his living as America’s first great literary critic and theoretician. Poe’s reputation today rests primarily on his tales of terror as well as on his haunting lyric poetry.
Just as the bizarre characters in Poe’s stories have captured the public imagination so too has Poe himself. He is seen as a morbid, mysterious figure lurking in the shadows of moonlit cemeteries or crumbling castles. This is the Poe of legend. But much of what we know about Poe is wrong, the product of a biography written by one of his enemies in an attempt to defame the author’s name.
The real Poe was born to traveling actors in Boston on January 19, 1809. Edgar was the second of three children. His other brother William Henry Leonard Poe would also become a poet before his early death, and Poe’s sister Rosalie Poe would grow up to teach penmanship at a Richmond girls’ school. Within three years of Poe’s birth both of his parents had died, and he was taken in by the wealthy tobacco merchant John Allan and his wife Frances Valentine Allan in Richmond, Virginia while Poe’s siblings went to live with other families. Mr. Allan would rear Poe to be a businessman and a Virginia gentleman, but Poe had dreams of being a writer in emulation of his childhood hero the British poet Lord Byron. Early poetic verses found written in a young Poe’s handwriting on the backs of Allan’s ledger sheets reveal how little interest Poe had in the tobacco business.
El destino por alcanzar es una aldea, pero una mal encaminada búsqueda hace que el protagonista se desvíe y llegue a un curioso y frondoso valle, bellamente decorado bajo unos peculiares parámetros, cual Jardín del Edén. Y, en compañía de su sabueso, se abrirán paso hasta dar con una rústica y pintoresca cabaña, que pareciera formar parte del mismo ecosistema del lugar.
¡Qué relato tan perezoso!, o lo que sea que es. Aunque no me crean, acabo de contarles de forma total y absoluta toda su ‘’historia’’ —si es que tiene una—, en tan solo 62 palabras y 372 caracteres. Siento que estamos ante una especie de experimento o algo así, porque de verdad que no hay trama. No se sabe qué es esto, ya que va desde un relato botánico a una guía de viaje. Lo último que menciono no es el problema en sí, el problema es que esto fue concebido netamente para ser una lectura descriptiva. Hay una sobre descripción de absolutamente todo lo que los ojos del narrador ven: desde las medidas que conforman algo, hasta las yardas de tal distancia hacia equis lugar, incluyendo los metros que conforman tal cosa, etc., lo que se aplica a todo lo referente habido y por haber del valle en el que el narrador/protagonista está excursionando. Incluso, se describe todo lo correspondiente a cada uno de los cuatro puntos cardinales. Y esto no es una exageración mía como quizá podrían ser mis comentarios sobre la primera parte de Ligeia, en cuya reseña indiqué que se abusaban de las descripciones; acá es infinitamente superior, grotesco y más obsceno que en aquel otro relato.
Asimismo, el terranova de El escarabajo de oro tenía más participación que el sabueso de la presente obra. Totalmente innecesaria su presencia y compañía, ya que apenas se menciona dos veces al perro, pero para nada. Ni siquiera se le hace una descripción. Sólo es un decorado sin valor. Con respecto a Annie, ¿importa o aporta en algo su existencia? Solo es incorporada para ser descrita. La cabaña, ¿tenía algo especial? Probablemente sí: ser incluida para añadir más descripciones, pues no hay nada que no se describa de manera incesable —excluyendo al perro—, pero sin una finalidad sólida.
Permítanme la grosería, porque para entender del todo esta reseña, se debe incluir el final, de manera íntegra: … De cualquier modo, alguna vez, ¿habían visto y/o leído el final de algo en su totalidad y que más encima no haya ningún spoiler como en este ejemplo? Creo que ese planteamiento es lo único interesante a encontrar en El cottage de Landor. Ahora, si lo censuré, fue solamente por respeto a los más tiquismiquis, pero es evidente que el final no es ningún spoiler, ya que no revela ni aclara nada de su inexistente trama. Sobre cómo concluye todo, me parece que es una tremenda bofetada al lector; aunque, si la intención de Poe era trolearnos, me parece una brillantez sublime, pero de mal gusto.
Por otra parte, cuando ya casi me encuentro terminando el recopilatorio de Narraciones extraordinarias, veía insuperable a El cuervo como la lectura que menos disfruté, debido a que es un poema y no conecté en nada con eso, a pesar de que me haya simpatizado su historia y concepto. En el presente título, no se trata de lo que pueda otorgar como material literario, sino que directamente no ofrece nada y estamos indudablemente ante la peor obra de su autor con la que me he topado, por diferencia. Aquí se presenta una historia nula, con un planteamiento muy flojo y sin nada atrayente; además, ni siquiera existe un propósito, lo que queda evidenciado con el final. Final que, si se los incluí, es porque hay ediciones (incluso en inglés) que le recortan una gran parte a esta conclusión, careciendo de sentido si no se le conoce íntegramente. Pero, al ser una lectura así de sosa, soporífera y tan difícil de procesar, su inviabilidad como material literario carece sentido, pues nos lo deja más que claro con su ‘’conclusión’’. ¡Ya es suficiente! Me aburrí de hacer esta reseña. Seré breve: mi calificación es de ★☆☆☆☆. No hay nada que rescatarle a esta lectura, salvo el poder agradecerle la falta de barroquismo para que no sea una experiencia todavía más pesada, ya que las descripciones eran en extremo flojas e insípidas. Y desconozco si efectivamente tuvo una continuación como plantea su terminación, o si es que hay algún trasfondo o mensaje para analizar, ya que no me interesa ni me motiva hacer el esfuerzo mental para interpretar o analizarle algo, e incluso, investigarle al respecto. Este experimento es una oda a las descripciones. No hay nada más para encontrar en esta lectura. ¿El resultado de este experimento? Fallido. Difícilmente alguien simpatizará con esta obra y, en caso de que sí, es porque hay algo no funciona muy bien.
Para no perder el hilo con las demás reseñas que he hecho sobre las obras de Edgar Allan Poe:
Beautiful description! The narrator describes the New York countryside and a road he finds along his travels. He follows it through to a vale with a cottage near a lake and small river. The details are gorgeously described and it has such a peaceful effect on a reader. The narrator meets the occupants of this singularly lovely cottage and he describes the layout and simple furnishings of the cottage. The ending is abrupt, stating the only purpose was to describe the cottage and perhaps the narrator will develop another description of Landor himself but we are left to wonder who Landor is and if the narrator and Landor’s daughter, Annie, will develop a relationship. I am sure many rate this story low because there is essentially no story, no plot. However, I do love it for the showcasing of Poe’s descriptive powers. It’s beautiful, peaceful, luxurious. I wish there was more.
En este tipo de relatos, Poe se dedica a experimentar con el paisaje y a describir la naturaleza que le resulta hermosa como buen "romántico". Más allá de lo que suceda, describe el paisaje con absoluta maestría. Lo hace tan bien que parece que estés allí mismo viendo el mismo valle.
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In this type of story, Poe, like a good "romantic", is experimenting with the landscape and describing the nature he finds beautiful. Whatever else happens, he describes the landscape with absolute mastery. He does it so well that you seem to be right there looking out over the valley itself.
When I saw this at the beginning I wanted to cry: "A Pendant to The Domain of Arnheim"
I just finished reading The Domain Of Arnheim and it was terrible, so I obviously didn't want to read anything related to it.
This is just another long description with no story. Some guy gets lost in the wood and comes upon a cottage that he LOVES LOVES LOVES LOVES LOVES and he spends pages gushing about how perfect everything looks at the cottage.
The last sentence of Landor's Cottage says it all, and I don't believe it to be a spoiler: "It is not the purpose of this work to do more than give, in detail, a picture of Mr. Landor's residence --- as I found it." Indeed, this short story only gives a long description of Landor's residence, mostly of the surrounding gardens. There is no story. I can imagine it to be entertaining in a period of limited media, but today, it's mostly boring.
"This charming piece, more a descriptive narrative, is the last story of Poe's printed in his lifetime. Friends of Poe such as Mary Gove have written that the cottage Poe describes is actually an idealized version of his Fordham [NY] cottage, his 'little cottage on top of a hill.' The Annie of the story has been identified as Poe's friend Mrs. Annie Richmond, who is similar in appearance and for whom Poe wrote the poem For Annie. Sova, Dawn B. (2001). Edgar Allan Poe, A to Z : the essential reference to his life and work. New York: Checkmark Books. (128)
One of Poe's most enjoyable pastimes and one which gave him a great deal of pleasure and peace was when he would take nature walks. Poe loved the beauty of nature which he wrote about often in both his tales and essays. "He presumably walked from Fordham — in Westchester County in his day — through Putnam County on its north and into Dutchess County, where Poughkeepsie is situated." NOTE: (1) https://www.eapoe.org/works/mabbott/t...
”All roads, in the ordinary sense, are works of art.”
This is less of a short story and more of an exercise in describing scenery and setting (which Poe does very well). I enjoyed the vivid imagery for 1/3 and then it began to drag on as Poe found more and more to elucidate on.
In a sense, I find overly-descriptive passages like this to be bad practice; it robs the reader of their ability to inject their own sense of place and imagination into the work.
Landor’s Cottage and The Domain of Arnheim go hand-in-hand, with both being descriptive pieces that show Poe’s ability to bring the world to life but fail to show his ability to fill the reader with unease. It is a story that I would recommend avoiding if you disliked The Domain of Arnheim but is worth it if you were a fan of the story.
All in all, this wasn’t for me, but I can understand why it works for many.
Poe as travel writer. This short story is remarkable in that it’s a vehicle for Poe to showcase his exuberance and his lush verbiage. In simply describing a lovely cottage, he makes you want to go there and never return!
"El cottage de Landor" está basado en la descripción de la localidad de Fordham, donde Poe había residió con su esposa Virginia Clemm. Ya fallecida esta, Poe hace alusión a Anne Richmond, una mujer de la que se había enamorado e imagina un escenario ideal con ella.
I see Philosophy of Furniture, Arnheim's Domain and Landor's Cottage as a trilogy of a Poe that nobody pays so much attention as they are not horror stories, but he surely can be reflected in this trilogy as inspiration for future environmental horror writers as in the Case of The Valley of Death from Ralph Adams Cram and even Blackwood
A sequel or really a redux of sorts of "The Domain of Arnheim." Failed for me for the same reasons. Words have never quite, to me, conquered nature. I find words about landscapes usually the worst use of words--they don't do justice to nature nor does nature, chaos by definition, do much for the logical web of grammatically arranged words. Thanks, Poe, for giving it a shot, however.
It seems to me that he was perhaps researching in preparation to write a different story. Definitely NOT a suspense/mystery type story but just a description of a house
An unusual read. As stated in the last bit, the point is literally just to describe a cottage. I think it's really impressive to be able to describe a cottage in this level of detail. In a lot of older works of fiction there were huge swaths of these kinds of things. I think they've been phased out in the last several decades - likely because we've become a different kind of consumer, being able to read /or/ watch media. In the 1800's having something like this might be a breath of fresh air.
I imagine being a small town worker who has seen little outside of their own little stretch of the world and reading something like this and being able to to be literally transported to the place. See every little tiny detail. I think it's a shame that we've demonized exposition.
Something I think Poe's works, as a whole, do is explore a great many genres and aspects of writing. I've been working my way through his short story collection and and I see a lot of low ratings, most of them saying there's no plot or no point. I guess I just wonder why there needs to be.
The long awaited sequel to ‘The Domain of Arnheim’ has finally arrived! This time the narrator describes a cottage he wanders in to while roaming about the woods. I was hoping he would find some porridge or some bears in the picturesque cottage, but instead he meets a young woman. I was disappointed with this unfortunate turn of events. Anyway, this story is not a story, but a description of a cottage in the woods. I promoted it from one to two stars because it was Poe’s last work before his mysterious death. I think it is fitting that he wrote about a beautiful scene rather than something horrific as his final work. We remember him for his ‘tales of the grotesque’ but he did write about the beauty he saw in the world as well. It’s a shame that the beauty he saw didn’t ever manifest itself in an interesting narrative.
So I had some expectations for this story which it didn’t live up to and it makes me sad. Because there are a lots of stories and poems from Edgar Allan Poe which I didn’t give so high rating to and I want give them a high rating but most of them doesn’t seem to me like they are good enough to give them higher rating.
The writing for the most part was the best part of this story but it could have been so much better than it was.
Gotta say that this one is full of too long descriptions of almost everything which you can find in this story.
This story is about nature and a quaint cottage that the narrator happens upon. I like the idea behind it but it wasn’t used as it could have been.
Upon reading this story it maybe of some help if the reader will disregard the fact that Poe is the author. I am finding this helps me. This could be subtitled "A days journey " basically the narrator is describing all his surroundings and relates to the reader his findings. There is no quest there is no conflict its basically as I stated a story about a gentleman walking and coming upon a Cottage. So as I stated above it might be of great help to just disregard the fact that Poe is writing this but more just let the author paint you a picture from their brilliant imagination. Wherein it is my belief Poe's greatest talent lies.
Not really what Poe is known for, but really shows that he's versatile in his writing. The story is forgettable, however, the description of the cottage and surrounding area is what really stands out. You can really picture yourself in this beautiful place and I can only surmise this must have been a place of great beauty or of great importance for Poe. Still, his gothic prose and grotesque horror is what made him popular with the readers and with me, so this one isn't one of my favorites. Enjoyable, though.
A Pendant to "The Domain of Arnheim" I did not like The Domain of Arnheim and I did not like Lando's Cottage for the same reason! It is a description of a building in 19 pages!!! :p why! Hopefully moving on the normal horror 3:) in the next issue
I could see how people like this sort of thing, but definitely not my style. The imagery made everything seem so serene, but not enough to carry me. Landor’s Cottage to landscaping is what Nora Roberts-Tribute is to home renovation. Total snooze fest.
Perhaps there is no real story here, but it highlights Poe's brilliant use of descriptive words that paint a beautiful picturesque scene. I liken it to a Thomas Kinkade painting where you want to enter and never leave.