Edgar Allan Poe's 'For Annie'

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One of the last poems Edgar Allan Poe wrote was one he titled “For Annie.” Written in 1849, the same year as his death, “For Annie” is a rather interesting piece. As most of Poe’s works are, “For Annie” is centered around death. But in an unorthodox take on this well-worn topic, Poe writes of death not as something to be averse to, but instead as something inviting. A rescue in and of itself; the only thing able to save the speaker from the painful throngs of life. The poem begins with “Thank Heaven! The crisis, The danger, is past, And the lingering illness, Is over at last.” Without any other information, the reader would naturally draw the conclusion that the speaker has been cured of a deadly sickness. However, when they continue reading …show more content…

Yet the setting is still somewhat unclear, until the second stanza gives us a little more imagery concerning it. The lines “I am shorn of my strength, And no muscle I move, As I lie at full length” give a clear picture of the speaker’s limp body on his deathbed. It still is not clear whether the speaker is writing as a hovering spirit over his dead body, or on the brink of death, yet still inhabiting his body. The next stanza starts “And I rest so composedly, Now, in my bed.” Were these lines unaccompanied the reader might still draw no conclusions, as the word “rest” could easily refer to death (R.I.P.), or it could just refer to the stillness of the dying speaker. The next lines provide a shred of clarity: “…any beholder, Might fancy me dead, Might start at beholding me, Thinking me dead.” Were the speaker truly dead, these lines would sound strange to the reader. In the speaker’s choice of words (namely ‘fancy’ and ‘thinking’) it gives the impression that his …show more content…

The speaker’s feelings toward death are explained to us so we might understand his relief. The use of figurative language, descriptive imagery, and also some symbolism accomplishes this, enabling us to try on the speaker’s view for ourselves (almost as tangible as one might try on a pair of shoes). In the sixth stanza a “naphthalene river of Passion accurst” is described to us. Naphthalene was commonly used industrially and found in many products, though it is well known to cause poisoning. And so the reader is given this picture of Passion, a river of poison, a curse to the speaker. He describes his “torture of thirst” for this river, Passion, and so we begin to understand he is afflicted in some way with emotion. He goes on to speak in stanza seven of a different water he drank, one “that quenches all thirst:” “From a cavern not very far, Down under ground.” This different water he speaks of is death, the only water that will quench his thirst for painful passion. We begin to understand the relief that it brings him, such as that of cool water cascading down our own thirsty throat. And he describes it as not very far away; it’s as if this escape of his has always been just out of reach for him. It’s a strange reminder of how close we all are to death. Just when the reader feels uneasy about this, the speaker brings the next stanza along, in which he says “And ah! Let it never, Be foolishly said, That

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