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Edgar Poe was born in Boston Massachusetts on 19th January 1809. His father abandoned his family the following year and within a year his mother had died leaving him an orphan. In January 1845 ‘The Raven’ was published and became an instant classic. Thereafter followed the prose works for which he is now so rightly famed as a master of the mysterious and the macabre.

There is something about the number 3. The Ancient Greeks believed 3 was the perfect number, and in China 3 has always been a lucky number, and they know a thing or two. Whatever history and culture says WE think 3, a hat-trick of stories, is a great number to explore themes and literary avenues that classic authors were so adept at creating.

There is something about the number 3. The Ancient Greeks believed 3 was the perfect number, and in China 3 has always been a lucky number, and they know a thing or two. Whatever history and culture says WE think 3, a hat-trick of stories, is a great number to explore themes and literary avenues that classic authors were so adept at creating.

There is something about the number 3. The Ancient Greeks believed 3 was the perfect number, and in China 3 has always been a lucky number, and they know a thing or two. Whatever history and culture says WE think 3, a hat-trick of stories, is a great number to explore themes and literary avenues that classic authors were so adept at creating.

There is something about the number 3. The Ancient Greeks believed 3 was the perfect number, and in China 3 has always been a lucky number, and they know a thing or two. Whatever history and culture says WE think 3, a hat-trick of stories, is a great number to explore themes and literary avenues that classic authors were so adept at creating.

Short stories have always been a sort of instant access into an author’s brain, their soul and heart. They can lift our lives into locations, people and experiences with a sweep of landscape, narration, feelings and emotions that is difficult to achieve elsewhere. In this volume the Mad Scientist takes centre stage. Naturally the stories come in all shapes and sizes and in the pens of our classic authors the scientists more usually arrive as dark, twisted and evil as they go about their work illuminating humanity as only a mad scientist can.

We are all driven by needs, desires, ambitions and many other forces. Life runs as normal with the obligatory ups and downs. In this volume such literary leviathans as Nathaniel Hawthorne, Nikolai Gogol, Edgar Allan Poe, Charlotte Perkins Gilman and many others provide tales from pens that seep with wisdom and worry.

In this volume of fifty poems our classic poets delve with storied verse into every facet of this institution. From the good, the bad and even the ugly, from the Wedding day to the realisation that divorce and separation maybe the better path. Between these two frontiers other avenues and facets are explored by the pens of many including Shakespeare, Khalil Gibran, Emily Dickinson and the Rossetti’s.

Our quoted authority is not the people in white coats but those with a quill, a heart and a soul that can take these feelings of love and loss and with the ink of words put to verse feelings and emotions that can be re-lived and shared by all. As they venture through depression, war, slavery to heartache and the loss of loved ones our eyes may mist and tears gently fall at what collectively we have done, have experienced, have witnessed and lost.

Within this decade are writers of incredible ability who are able to fashion gem-like stories that astonish our ears and brains across many genres; a literary culture that seems to endlessly build and create new paths for the restless human imagination to tread.

Many authors have been cited as inventing the detective genre. Perhaps the strongest claimant is the American Edgar Allan Poe. His creation of the Parisian sleuth C. Auguste Dupin with his quite astounding analysis and deductive powers allied to Poe’s great imagination and wit create a literary tour de force.

Talent bursts from this decade with astonishing ease. From America across Europe to Russia each and every story is an indelible mark of story-telling flecked with genius that enthralls us all. Whatever their chosen genre their stories break new ground, cover new topics and carry a legacy that cannot be disputed.

Mit den Mädchen hat es die Natur auf Das, was man im dramaturgischen Sinne, einen Knalleffekt nennt, abgesehen, indem sie dieselben, auf wenige Jahre, mit überreichlicher Schönheit, Reiz und Fülle ausstattet, auf Kosten ihrer ganzen übrigen Lebenszeit, damit sie nämlich, während jener Jahre, der Phantasie eines Mannes sich in dem Maße bemächtigen könnten, dass er hingerissen wird, die Sorge für sie auf Zeit Lebens, in irgend einer Form, ehrlich zu übernehmen; zu welchem Schritte ihn zu vermögen, die bloße vernünftige Überlegung keine hinlänglich sichere Bürgschaft zu geben schien.

Being an English author in a new and different culture seems to work its magic when these two are placed together in the same spot with a rich vocabulary; ideas seem more fully formed and characters have another edge to their existence. For the outsider looking in, more can be revealed and shared with ourselves.

Murder comes in two familiar forms. Whether as a crime of passion with high emotions or a cold dispassionate plot to take life in order to gain in some way, the act strikes us all as somehow inhuman. Beneath us as civilised beings. But however we cloak our animal instincts the need to remove a human being and gain relief from abuse or gain from money, the term is just the same – MURDER. Robert Louis Stevenson, Arthur Conan Doyle, J M Barrie, W W Jacobs and many others bring their literary heft to bear in as calculating a way as any killer could.

Erst das 20. Jahrhundert hat die Visionen des amerikanischen Schriftstellers Edgar Allan Poe richtig zu würdigen gewusst. Dabei gelang es Poe mit seinen unheimlichen Erzählungen, die menschliche Grausamkeit und das Groteske im Menschen messerscharf zu analysieren. Das wohl berühmteste Schauergedicht der Weltliteratur, "Der Rabe" von 1845, erzählt von einem Hausherrn, der in finsterer Nacht ein Klopfen an seinem Fenster vernimmt. Der Störenfried entpuppt sich als Rabe, der den Mann in tiefste Verzweiflung stürzt. Mit seiner markanten Stimme haucht Hans Peter Hallwachs Poes schaurig schönen Erzählungen Leben ein.

Diese phantastischen Geschichten aus einer dämonischen Welt erzählen von Grauen und Horror: Die mittelalterliche Pestgeschichte mit der Wechselwirkung von fremdartigem Schauplatz und unheimlichen, oft übernatürlichen Ereignissen. Die Geschichten, in denen die Protagonisten physisch und psychisch in eine oft ausweglose tödliche Bedrohung geraten. Edgar Allan Poe gilt als Meister des Grauens und des Horrors – und die Schrecken seines Werkes sind kaum von den Schrecken seines von Armut, Exzessen und Wahn geprägten Lebens zu trennen.

"Das ovale Porträt" (engl.: "The Oval Portrait") ist eine 1842 erstmals unter dem Titel "Der Tod im Leben" ("Life in Death") veröffentlichte Kurzgeschichte von Edgar Allan Poe, die das Verhältnis von Kunst und Leben thematisiert. Sie ist einer seiner kürzesten Prosatexte. Der Ich-Erzähler hat sich, nachdem er aus Gründen, die ungeklärt bleiben, verwundet wurde, mit seinem Diener in eine verlassene Burg im Apennin geflüchtet, die nicht nur komplett, sondern prachtvoll eingerichtet ist.

Mental illness though can still carry a stigma. A case of ‘you’re not trying hard enough’, ‘or knuckling down and getting on with it’. But in more recent decades mental issues have come to be recognised as an illness, a disease rather than an affliction. We all remember horror stories of lobotomy’s and electric shock being used to ‘cure’ what society viewed as anti-social behaviour but illness, mental or physical is very real. Depression, schizophrenia, breakdown, psychosis are alarming events to have or to witness.

Mein Fieber war äußerst hitzig und langwierig. Alle Heilmittel, die ich mir in den wilden Apenninen verschaffen konnte, hatte ich schon erfolglos angewandt. Mein Kammerdiener und einziger Mitbewohner des einsamen Schlosses war zu nervös und zu ungeschickt, um mich zur Ader zu lassen; überdies hatte ich auch bei dem Zusammenstoß mit den Banditen Blut genug verloren. Da fiel mir ein, dass ich noch ein kleines Paket Opium in meiner Tabatiere bei mir hatte.