08 June 2005

Edgar Allen Poe

I am fond of the works of Edgar Allen Poe. Having recently acquired Eric Woolfson's album "Poe: More Tales of Mystery and Imagination", a sequel to the 1976 Alan Parsons Project album "Tales of Mystery and Imagination" and reading the liner notes twigged a long lost memory of a little poem he wrote on the topic of beer.

Herewith a great little poem by a great writer.
Lines on Ale

Fill with mingled cream and amber,
I will drain that glass again.
Such hilarious visions clamber
Through the chamber of my brain —
Quaintest thoughts — queerest fancies
Come to life and fade away;
What care I how time advances?
I am drinking ale today.

-- by Edgar Allen Poe, 1848

1 comment:

West Coast Woman said...

It's nice to know Poe is capable of the lighter side of life sometimes. He's still a master of horror writing, mind you. I gave myself many a shudder as a child reading his tales.