Looking Up At the Stars

(image of Descent into the Maelstrom by Harry Clarke)

Today, 3rd October 1849, they found Edgar Allan Poe delirious in a gutter on the streets of Baltimore.

The treating doctor remarked upon Poe’s “expansive forehead…and  those full-orbed and mellow, yet soulful eyes for which he was so noticeable when himself, now lustreless...”

He died 4 days later.

And, as his strength

Failed him at length

He met a pilgrim shadow –

“Shadow.” said he,

“Where can it be –

This land of Eldorado?”