Edgar Allen Poe, an American icon and powerful descriptor of the darker side of human nature, and the heart, writes in his poem "Dreamland" about the forces of nature, their beauty, their danger, and the fact that we humans are doomed to give in to their fury. Yet we will never understand it until it's too late. Once we're dead, the true meaning of his writings might become a little more clear.
There are no shortage of "ghouls" and "ill angels" in Poe's writing, but he seems to have had his reasons. He was, again, not a happy man, but he seems to have believed that he had some sort of special connection to the afterlife. History has portrayed him as a lunatic, but as many lunatics are, he was a true genius. Any other interpretations of Dreamland are, of course, welcome.
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