This study presents a new integrative image of the reception of Edgar Allan Poe in Romanian literature, especially in the second part of the nineteenth century, and offers new perspectives on translations of his work into Romanian. Although his writings were eventually translated into Romanian, his work had become known earlier through French translations by Charles Baudelaire. Poe’s work, translated from French, was published in various Romanian language publications during the second half of the nineteenth century.
At the beginning of the 20th century a great number of direct translations into Romanian became available, many of these being found in Transylvania and the Banat. This paper discusses the re-analysis of these Romanian translations, the plurality of which suggests an on-going interest in Poe’s literature. The paper specifically focuses on the particular conditions of translations published in areas in East-Central Europe that were inhabited by Romanians. The study also approaches the influence of Poe on Romanian literature by highlighting new critical perspectives on Romanian writers’ interests in the American author’s works. Open Access This article is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International License, which permits use, sharing, adaptation, distribution and reproduction in any medium or format, as long as you give appropriate credit to the original author(s) and the source, provide a link to the Creative Commons license, and indicate if changes were made. The images or other third party material in this article are included in the article’s Creative Commons license, unless indicated otherwise in a credit line to the material.
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Illustration for 'The Masque of the Red Death' by, 1919 Author Original title 'The Mask of the Red Death: A Fantasy' Country United States Language English Genre(s), Publisher Publication date May 1842 ' The Masque of the Red Death', originally published as ' The Mask of the Red Death: A Fantasy' (1842), is a. The story follows Prince Prospero's attempts to avoid a dangerous, known as the Red Death, by hiding in his. He, along with many other wealthy, hosts a within seven rooms of the abbey, each decorated with a different color. In the midst of their revelry, a mysterious figure disguised as a Red Death victim enters and makes his way through each of the rooms. Prospero dies after confronting this stranger, whose 'costume' proves to contain nothing tangible inside it; the guests also die in turn. Poe's story follows many traditions of and is often analyzed as an about the inevitability of death, though some critics advise against an allegorical reading.
Many different interpretations have been presented, as well as attempts to identify the true nature of the titular disease. The story was first published in May 1842 in and has since been adapted in many different forms, including a starring. Additionally, it has been alluded to by other works in many types of media. Illustration of Prince Prospero confronting the 'Red Death' by, 1935 The story takes place at the abbey of the 'happy and dauntless and sagacious' Prince Prospero. Prospero and 1,000 other have taken refuge in this walled abbey to escape the Red Death, a terrible with gruesome symptoms that has swept over the land.
Victims are overcome by 'sharp pains', 'sudden dizziness', and ', and die within half an hour. Prospero and his court are indifferent to the sufferings of the population at large; they intend to await the end of the plague in luxury and safety behind the walls of their secure refuge, having welded the doors shut.
Prospero holds a one night to entertain his guests in seven colored rooms of the abbey. Each of the first six rooms is decorated and illuminated in a specific color: blue, purple, green, orange, white, and violet. The last room is decorated in black and is illuminated by a scarlet light, 'a deep blood color' cast from its stained glass windows. Because of this chilling pairing of colors, very few guests are brave enough to venture into the seventh room. A large ebony clock stands in this room and ominously chimes each hour, upon which everyone stops talking or dancing and the orchestra stops playing. Once the chiming stops, everyone immediately resumes the masquerade. At the chiming of midnight, the revelers and Prospero notice a figure in a dark, blood-splattered robe resembling a.
The figure's mask resembles the rigid face of a corpse and exhibits the traits of the Red Death. Gravely insulted, Prospero demands to know the identity of the mysterious guest so they can him.
The guests, too afraid to approach the figure, instead let him pass through the six chambers. The Prince pursues him with a drawn and corners the guest in the seventh room. When the figure turns to face him, the Prince lets out a sharp cry and falls dead.
The enraged and terrified revelers surge into the black room and forcibly remove the mask and robe, only to find to their horror that there is nothing underneath. Only then do they realize the figure is the Red Death itself, and all of the guests contract and succumb to the disease. The final line of the story sums up, 'And Darkness and Decay and the Red Death held dominion over all'. Analysis. Retrieved October 11, 2017. Fisher, Benjamin Franklin & Hayes, Kevin J.
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Masca Mortii Rosii: schite, nuvele, povestiri (1831-1842) formeaza, alaturi de Misterul lui Marie Roget. Schite, nuvele, povestiri (Polirom, 2008), tabloul complet al nuvelisticii lui Edgar Allan Poe, unul dintre cei mai provocatori scriitori ai secolului XIX, cu o influenta considerabila asupra literaturii americane si europene, parinte al prozei politiste si precursor al Masca Mortii Rosii: schite, nuvele, povestiri (1831-1842) formeaza, alaturi de Misterul lui Marie Roget. Schite, nuvele, povestiri (Polirom, 2008), tabloul complet al nuvelisticii lui Edgar Allan Poe, unul dintre cei mai provocatori scriitori ai secolului XIX, cu o influenta considerabila asupra literaturii americane si europene, parinte al prozei politiste si precursor al prozei SF si horror.
Acest nou volum din editia de opere Edgar Allan Poe a Editurii Polirom cuprinde schitele, nuvelele si povestirile aparute intre anii 1831 si 1842. Pentru traducerea prozelor si alcatuirea aparatului critic (note, comentarii) ingrijitorul si traducatorul editiei, Liviu Cotrau, s-a slujit de volumul II din Collected Works of Edgar Allan Poe. Tales and Sketches, 1831–1842. „Edgar Poe e subjugat, asemenea cuceritorilor si filosofilor, de dorinta irepresibila a unitatii; la el spiritualul se combina cu fizicul. S-ar putea spune ca Poe cauta sa aplice literaturii procesele filosofiei, iar filosofiei metodele algebrei.
In aceasta constanta ascensiune catre infinit, uneori iti poti pierde respiratia. In acest gen de literatura aerul e la fel de rarefiat ca intr-un laborator. Aici vei vedea mereu glorificarea vointei care se apleaca asupra inductiei si analizei. S-ar parea ca Poe vrea sa uzurpe rolul profetilor si sa-si adjudece monopolul explicatiei rationale. Astfel, peisajele servind ca fundal febrilelor lui compozitii capata paloarea unor fantome.
Poe, care arareori pare sa fi impartasit pasiunile altor oameni, schiteaza arbori si nori care sint aidoma arborilor si norilor dintr-un vis, sau, si mai bine, care se aseamana cu personajele lui stranii, la fel de adinc patrunse de un tremur supranatural si convulsiv.” (Charles Baudelaire) „Poe isi alege, de regula, cea mai neobisnuita realitate, isi plaseaza eroul in cea mai inedita situatie, fizica sau psihologica, iar apoi descrie starea launtrica a acestui personaj cu o rara acuitate si cu un remarcabil realism. Mai mult, exista o trasatura in intregime a lui Poe, una care il deosebeste de oricare alt scriitor, anume vigoarea imaginatiei sale.
Nu vreau sa spun ca fantezia lui ar intrece-o pe aceea a altor poeti, ci pur si simplu ca imaginatia lui e inzestrata cu o calitate pe care n-am intilnit-o la nici unul intr-o asemenea proportie: e vorba de forta detaliilor Edgar Poe prezinta, in cel mai mic amanunt, intreg tabloul inchipuit, ori evenimentele, cu o plasticitate uluitoare, incit ajungi sa crezi in realitatea sau posibilitatea unui fapt care, in fond, nu s-a intimplat niciodata, si nici nu s-ar putea intimpla.” (F.M. I’ve always sensed a strong connection to Poe’s The Masque of the Red Death, perhaps because I've both played and listen to loads of medieval music, perhaps because I enjoy the art and history and philosophy of that period, or, perhaps because I’ve always been drawn to literature dealing with issues of life and death. Whatever the reason, I love this tale. Here are my reflections on several themes: THE REALITY The tale’s Red Death sounds like the Black Death of 1349 where a family member could be I’ve always sensed a strong connection to Poe’s The Masque of the Red Death, perhaps because I've both played and listen to loads of medieval music, perhaps because I enjoy the art and history and philosophy of that period, or, perhaps because I’ve always been drawn to literature dealing with issues of life and death. Whatever the reason, I love this tale.
Here are my reflections on several themes: THE REALITY The tale’s Red Death sounds like the Black Death of 1349 where a family member could be perfectly healthy in the morning, start feeling sick at noon, spit blood and be in excruciating pain in the evening and be dead by midnight. It was that quick. Living at the time of the Black Death, one Italian chronicler wrote, “They died by the hundreds, both day and night, and all were thrown in. Ditches and covered with earth.
And as soon as those ditches were filled, more were dug. And I, Agnolo di Tura. Buried my five children with my own hands. And so many died that all believed it was the end of the world.” THE DENIAL Let the Red Death take those on the outside. Prince Prospero took steps to make sure his castle would be a sanctuary, a secure refuge where, once bolted inside, amid a carefully constructed world of festival, a thousand choice friends could revel in merriment with jugglers, musicians, dancers and an unlimited supply of wine. And then, “It was toward the close of the fifth or sixth month of his seclusion, and while the pestilence raged most furiously abroad, that the Prince Prospero entertained his thousand friends at a masked ball of the most unusual magnificence. It was a voluptuous scene, that masquerade.” Classic Edgar Allan Poe foreshadowing.
THE NUMBER SEVEN The prince constructed seven rooms for his revelers. And there is all that medieval symbolism for the number seven, such as seven gifts of the holy spirit, Seven Seals from the Book of Revelation, seven liberal arts, the seven virtues and, of course, the seven deadly sins (gluttony, lechery, avarice, luxury, wrath, envy, and sloth), which sounds like a catalogue of activities within the castle walls.
Fascinating and lurid allegory about a group of people who, on the invitation of 'Prince Prospero,' lock themselves within a 'castellated abbey' to escape the Red Death. The inhabitants of the abbey are provided 'all the appliances of pleasure,' and boy do they know how to party: 'there were buffoons, there were improvisatori, there were ballet-dancers, there were musicians, there was Beauty, there was wine.' It all culminates in a huge masked ball held in several colorful and gaudy chambers: 'T Fascinating and lurid allegory about a group of people who, on the invitation of 'Prince Prospero,' lock themselves within a 'castellated abbey' to escape the Red Death. The inhabitants of the abbey are provided 'all the appliances of pleasure,' and boy do they know how to party: 'there were buffoons, there were improvisatori, there were ballet-dancers, there were musicians, there was Beauty, there was wine.'
It all culminates in a huge masked ball held in several colorful and gaudy chambers: 'There was much glare and glitter and piquancy and phantasm. There was much of the beautiful, much of the wanton, much of the bizarre, something of the terrible, and not a little of that which might have excited disgust.' Then who shows up, of course, but a figure dressed as a Red Death victim: 'His vesture was dabbled in blood-and his broad brow, with all the features of the face, was besprinkled with the scarlet horror.' Prince Prospero becomes seriously pissed-off at this figure because he's spoiling all the fun, everyone is scared and freaked out, but when he confronts him he sees that there's literally nothing behind the mask, and he drops dead, and soon everyone else does too. So what is Poe saying here?
(I find myself searching for the answer to this question because of the allegorical nature of the work itself.) For one thing, that you can't cheat death, but I think there's something more profound going on, a sort of sociological take on how people ignore the suffering of others at their peril. That we can't really wall ourselves off and party in the face of others' suffering because that suffering will inevitably reach us too. We can't ignore others' pain or pretend it doesn't exist or look the other way. Kurt Vonnegut, Ray Bradbury, HP Lovecraft and Edgar Allan Poe are playing a round of golf in the Great Hereafter and discussing Poe’s short work The Masque of the Red Death.
Vonnegut: Damn! Lovecraft: You’ve been pulling it left all day, you raised your head on the swing. Bradbury: I saw you move your front foot. Poe: You need to keep your arm straighter. Vonnegut: OK! Ed, what in the hell made you write the Red Death story?
Bradbury: Masque of the Red Death, one of my favorites, t Kurt Vonnegut, Ray Bradbury, HP Lovecraft and Edgar Allan Poe are playing a round of golf in the Great Hereafter and discussing Poe’s short work The Masque of the Red Death. Vonnegut: Damn! Lovecraft: You’ve been pulling it left all day, you raised your head on the swing. Bradbury: I saw you move your front foot.
Poe: You need to keep your arm straighter. Vonnegut: OK! Ed, what in the hell made you write the Red Death story? Bradbury: Masque of the Red Death, one of my favorites, this influenced me in so many ways.
Lovecraft: Me too, the idea of a surreptitious plague being intentionally shared with the well to do was too good. Poe: I think I was struck by the historic discrepancy between the haves and the have nots in material wealth and position and yet death makes no such distinctions. Bradbury: You smacked the hell out of the ball HP, was that your 3 wood? Lovecraft: 4 wood, I know! I’m getting at least par, if I don’t choke on the green.
Ed, were you making a class distinction? Poe: Nice shot HP, well yes and no. Certainly the setting of the masquerade party while the rest of the city was suffering and dying was a statement about class differences and especially with the insensitivity of the aristocracy but more than that, I wanted to convey a sense of poetic justice. Vonnegut: Damn it! I can’t buy a straight shot today!
Bradbury: You raised your head again. Lovecraft: You jerked your backswing. Poe: It might help if you would put out the cigarette. Vonnegut: Thanks lighting another and you made a very early observation about airborne pathogens, this was published in the 1840s right? Poe: 1842, right, but honestly the infection was more of a symbolic rather than a medical set up. Nice chip HP. Bradbury: Yeah, wow, you’re shooting for a birdie, right?
Lovecraft: Yeah! So Ed, what about the masquerade party? Was this just a framing device to allow the Red Death carrier to visit the party?
Poe: Well, yes, but also I think I was trying to create a metaphor for the masks that we wear in society, figuratively speaking that would allow these partyers to ignore the misery of their neighbors. And remember, you twentieth century guys are far more removed from true detached aristocracy, back in the day, if you weren’t part of the in crowd, your life or death mattered very little.
Great putt HP! Lovecraft: Thanks Ed.
Kurt, looks like you’re buying the beer. Vincent Price from another hole FOUR! I don't know how I overlooked 'The Masque of the Red Death' when I was in my Poe phase a few months ago, but someone's review yesterday reminded me of it (Thanks, random Goodreads friend!). So I found a copy of it online and gave it another read to refresh my memory. This story is both less and more than I recalled.
It's long on setting and mood and short on plot. The plot could probably be described in about two sentences. Let's give it a try: A deadly plague is ravaging the land, and the u I don't know how I overlooked 'The Masque of the Red Death' when I was in my Poe phase a few months ago, but someone's review yesterday reminded me of it (Thanks, random Goodreads friend!). So I found a copy of it online and gave it another read to refresh my memory.
This story is both less and more than I recalled. It's long on setting and mood and short on plot. The plot could probably be described in about two sentences. Let's give it a try: A deadly plague is ravaging the land, and the unfeeling Prince shuts himself up in his castle with about a thousand of his partying friends. But Death, personified, crashes the party and everybody dies. But the setting - whew! If you like creepy Gothic and grotesque Baroque, you really need to give this a read.
The seven rooms, with their different color schemes and the disturbing black and red room at the end, the strange ebony clock, the bizarre masqueraders. Random thoughts gleaned from surfing the web: ☠ The Red Death plague is not an actual disease, though Poe may have been thinking of the Black Death, or tuberculosis, or cholera, or some amalgamation of these or other actual diseases. ☠ 'Masque' could be short for the partiers' masquerade ball, or an alternative spelling of 'mask,' recalling the mask worn by the Red Death. In the story's initial publication the title was actually spelled 'The Mask of the Red Death.' But 'masque' is also defined as a 'short allegorical dramatic entertainment.' That's a fascinating description of what the Red Death is doing at the end of the story! ☠ There's an interesting Minecraft image of what the seven rooms may have looked like: ☠ There are also some interesting theories about the seven rooms representing the seven stages of life, with birth (blue) at the beginning and death (red and black) at the end: Though personally I feel like most of the colors and their order are a bit random for this theory.
However, I think the mystical symbolism of the number seven does play into Poe's use of it in this story. Poe stated that he disliked didactic or preachy stories.
But, perhaps in spite of this dislike, he created an allegorical story here with a strong moral message. Art credits: - Still from 1964 film The Masque of the Red Death, starring Vincent Price. The Minecraft art is from a YouTube video: - I found the seven stages of life pic on, but I'm not sure who the original artist is. Death waits for no man. Time can’t stop the inevitable; it can only delay it. This tale, perhaps, embodies the idea that death is an unavoidable end for all; it is one that we all must embrace because it simply cannot be escaped.
Time will run out for everyone eventually. And now was acknowledged the presence of Red Death. He had come like a thief in the night. And one by one dropped the revellers in the blood-bedewed halls of their revel, and died each in his despairing posture of his fall. An Death waits for no man. Time can’t stop the inevitable; it can only delay it.
This tale, perhaps, embodies the idea that death is an unavoidable end for all; it is one that we all must embrace because it simply cannot be escaped. Time will run out for everyone eventually. And now was acknowledged the presence of Red Death. He had come like a thief in the night. And one by one dropped the revellers in the blood-bedewed halls of their revel, and died each in his despairing posture of his fall. And the life of the ebony clock went out with that of the last of the gay. And the flames of the tripods expired.
And Darkness and Decay and the Red Death held illimitable dominion over all. In this story Poe is not blatant. He is obscure, subtle and a little bit profound. There are several layers of meaning in here, which can each produce a new interpretation. Indeed, in order to escape the approaching “Red Death” Prince Prospero decides to hide in a series of abbeys. They shield out the approaching darkness, and to accompany him he takes one thousand knights and gentlemen; he only takes the so called best of what society has to offer.
Together they wait out the blight that infests their land. They party and they frolic; they relax and they become complacent. Well, until a mysterious entity turns up and murders them all. It’s shapeless and spectral; it wears a red party mask and almost blends in with the gathered sycophants.
This really got me thinking. What exactly is this “red death?” The ending is suggestive of a bloody death for all those gathered, but the beginning speaks a different tale. It is suggestive of a blunting of emotion and a separation from the infected fellow man. It speaks of an incoming petulance. Either way the fate remains the same for all. No man, whether he is high or low born, can escape death.
Poe’s allegory hints that those who attempt to avoid the inevitable will, ultimately, be punished. That would explain why the party guests receive the most gruesome of endings. They received a real blood “red death” rather than a common passing.
The Masque of the Red Death, written in 1842 by Edgar Allan Poe, is a surprisingly short story, which is generally regarded to be allegorical. In it, Prince Prospero is so terrified of the pestilential 'Red Death', that he walls himself and a thousand wealthy nobles up in his castellated abbey, where they have a masquerade ball, moving from room to room. Obviously they are going to come to a sticky end.
At the time of writing Poe's wife was suffering from tuberculosis, and there was an epidemic The Masque of the Red Death, written in 1842 by Edgar Allan Poe, is a surprisingly short story, which is generally regarded to be allegorical. In it, Prince Prospero is so terrified of the pestilential 'Red Death', that he walls himself and a thousand wealthy nobles up in his castellated abbey, where they have a masquerade ball, moving from room to room. Obviously they are going to come to a sticky end. At the time of writing Poe's wife was suffering from tuberculosis, and there was an epidemic of cholera in Baltimore which he saw, so it is likely that he was very preoccupied with illness and death at the time. Nevertheless this is a beautifully painted story. The seven-chambered apartment is vividly described, each having its own colour both by furnishings and illuminated by coloured light through the windows. A sense of foreboding is created as the final room is black, with blood-red light.
There is much festivity as the guests move through the chambers, until they come across a shrouded figure in a blood-spattered robe, whose mask looks like the face of a cadaver. Prospero chases the figure to the end room, but dies horribly after confronting it, as do all the guests.
At the end of the story it becomes evident that the intangible spectre was the 'Red Death' itself. The author has used one of his favourite settings, a castle; the large clock clanging every hour increases the mounting tension; the spectre at the end causing the demise of all the characters in a gruesome unearthly way; all these are classic Poe. In one of my Literature textbooks, this is the story the book chose to best set the example of how important setting can be to a story.
Poe's incredible talent in setting mood through the most miniscule of details is powerful as he establishes dread, irony, and a hefty infusion of Gothic feel by detailing the colors of a series of rooms and what they represent to the audience and characters. The symbolism of the clock is musical and alluring; the ominous clang and the dancers reactions, with its In one of my Literature textbooks, this is the story the book chose to best set the example of how important setting can be to a story. Poe's incredible talent in setting mood through the most miniscule of details is powerful as he establishes dread, irony, and a hefty infusion of Gothic feel by detailing the colors of a series of rooms and what they represent to the audience and characters. The symbolism of the clock is musical and alluring; the ominous clang and the dancers reactions, with its dong indicating the time, further spells out a foreboding mood and tone. Even the pattern the rooms are walked through speaks volumes. The first room as light blue can symbolize brightness and innocence, skies and springs and births and new beginnings. Each of the seven rooms has a window, all with the color matching the interior of their walls, the exception being the final, seventh room: black.
Poe has stated that stories are best enjoyed if they can be read in one sitting. The Masque of the Red Death is indeed short, only a few pages long, and so it should speak volumes that Poe chose this short space to go into detail about the rooms. He goes into the most detail about the black, final room as its significance - death, the ultimate end, the irony - is the most important element of the story. It is also in this room that the clock beckons and waits. Without getting into details about any of the characters, Poe concentrates on setting and the most important and only qualities about the prince that the audience needs to know - his fear of the Red Plague and death, his ultimate arrogance in the face of death, believing he can seal it off and defeat it by abiding within his castle walls. The party-goers feel the same, reassured by the self-imposed power the prince claims, dancing around at midnight behind their masks, stopping only when the clock chimes its ominous call, feeling a small hesitation but quickly ignoring it again as they resume merry dancing and happily embracing false securities. Death as the ultimate, inevitable force erupts onto the party.
The prince then proceeds from room to room in a circular order, indicating from life to different stages of color, to the inevitable black which is the end room, from which there is no escape. Poe was an original type of writer who aspired to make a solid career as a literary critic. Confident in his writing ability and seeking to inject freshness into words by developing the world's first detective story and gothic pieces which whispered doses of irony, he isn't the type to resort to already used phrases or cliches. Because of this, I find high relevance in the ending paragraph, where he writes: And now was acknowledged the presence of the Red Death. He had come like a thief in the night.
Instantly I recognized 'come like a thief in the night' as the biblical words spoken by Jesus when referring to the apocalypse. It would come without warning and begin the reign of death, as He comes 'like a thief in the night.' A powerful tale about the finality of an ending which can't be avoided, Poe is to be admired for capturing such a significant range of emotions using creative settings in a short span of pages. Re-Read, 11/5/17: Maybe my favorite Poe.
He has this style, that makes you feel this rush and think, dang, that's cool! I remember feeling more of that in the first read. This time, I don't know if perspectives changed or if I understood the objectivity of the piece better, but I felt a visceral terror flowing through my body from my gut that ended in an explosion of thrill and high, and bodily reactions of goosebumps and chill-bumps in the end. This Red Death guy - not someone I'd like to meet Re-Read, 11/5/17: Maybe my favorite Poe.
He has this style, that makes you feel this rush and think, dang, that's cool! I remember feeling more of that in the first read. This time, I don't know if perspectives changed or if I understood the objectivity of the piece better, but I felt a visceral terror flowing through my body from my gut that ended in an explosion of thrill and high, and bodily reactions of goosebumps and chill-bumps in the end. This Red Death guy - not someone I'd like to meet at a gathering. He wears a mask of a human face contorted in agony of plague-death, with wet, shining blood splish-splashed across his death garments. The feeling resembles that of a super-zombie, but one of extreme intelligence and god-likeness. One by one, they all fall down, before the Masque of The Red Death.
Poe, Poe, Poe. Original Review: I'm kind of embarrassed to admit this but Poe scares the hell out of me. His prose sinks into your mind, setting the soul on a fire of fear. Man, the personification of a plague, stylized Zorro-like. I love the premise- fearing a horrible sickness that has seized his lands, a hedonistic prince locks himself and hundreds of his friends away in a castle, with an enormous wall running the length of it so nothing can get in or out. But soon the prince's fanciful denial is shattered in a very. Basically, what my dislike of this comes down to is the length.
It's only four pages, which (for me at least) simply is not enough time to become invested in a story and care about its ending. I love the premise- fearing a horrible sickness that has seized his lands, a hedonistic prince locks himself and hundreds of his friends away in a castle, with an enormous wall running the length of it so nothing can get in or out. But soon the prince's fanciful denial is shattered in a very. Basically, what my dislike of this comes down to is the length. It's only four pages, which (for me at least) simply is not enough time to become invested in a story and care about its ending. The writing is beautiful as always, but there was something missing, something I couldn't quite put my finger on.
I didn't really care about the plot, wasn't even rooting for the selfish Prince Prospero to get his comeuppance. The idea of the rooms of all different colours just kinda made me shrug, the same way I shrugged in when everybody is avoiding Dorian because of his incredibly scandalous lifestyle- which pretty much entails collecting foreign instruments and fancy books.
I feel that both of those things were supposed to have a greater affect on the reader than they did. Perhaps I'm missing the symbolism of the rooms, though I do have my own theory about the castle itself: that it represents the human mind, or maybe just the mind of Prospero, and as much as the enormous ballroom tries, it will never be able to shut out what comes from the black room, which I took to represent paranoia and the knowledge of impending death.
Again, I feel I must impress that this may be completely and totally wrong, and maybe my impeded grasp of symbolism is what kept me from enjoying this short tale. It is what it is.
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I much preferred and, which, though they're not as well-known as The Masque of the Red Death, are longer and more fleshed-out. Read it (Though the Month of Poe is still in full swing, once Halloween passes I'm going to take a little break from. I'm in the mood for some action-adventure fantasy and was thinking of trying, unless any of you guys have some recommendations for a good fantasy book? I haven't explored the genre very much, and I think it's high time I do.). A typical Poe short story in terms of its dark, gloomy, gothic atmosphere and also its obscurity since the story requires deep-analysis and interpretation.
However, it is different from others due to its didactic message: Death is inevitable, no matter what you do and no matter who you are, you cannot escape it just like the Prince Prospero - an allusion to the Tempest- and the other 1000 comprised of the knights and the dames of his court were not able to escape by secluding themselves into the A typical Poe short story in terms of its dark, gloomy, gothic atmosphere and also its obscurity since the story requires deep-analysis and interpretation. This short story is hands down one of my favorite Poe stories! I love the symbolism and imagery in this tale. Basically, the 'Red Death' is a plague that is wreaking havoc on the town in the story and Prince Prospero decides to lock himself, and many of his friends, away in his home. He ultimately ends up hosting a very grand masquerade party and while him and his people are lavishly partying it up within the confines of his sanctuary, everyone else is dying a terrible death. There are seven uni This short story is hands down one of my favorite Poe stories!
I love the symbolism and imagery in this tale. Basically, the 'Red Death' is a plague that is wreaking havoc on the town in the story and Prince Prospero decides to lock himself, and many of his friends, away in his home. He ultimately ends up hosting a very grand masquerade party and while him and his people are lavishly partying it up within the confines of his sanctuary, everyone else is dying a terrible death.
There are seven uniquely decorated rooms in his house where the party-goers roam while the celebrations never cease; and in the last room (decorated in black and red) there is an ebony clock which has a very eery and distinct chime that marks the end of an hour. When the clock chimes, everyone inexplicably pauses and the music stops until the clock is quiet. When midnight arrives, everyone is confronted with a terrifying figure, the 'Red Death'.
As you can imagine, some very unfortunate and gruesome things follow the appearance of this figure. I feel like the main point in this story can really be up to anyone's interpretation. But for me, the message that is loud and clear is that you can't cheat death and that it will creep up on you (much like the 'Red Death' figure) no matter what. The clock in the story is symbolic of our internal clocks that are ticking away.
One thing in the story that I didn't entirely catch the meaning of initially was the seven rooms. Upon further research, I learned that some believe that the seven rooms that were featured in Poe's story are to be interpreted as the seven stages of life. To me, that makes sense after reading about the rooms in this tale. At any rate, no matter what Edgar was trying to prove, this story was an astonishing one that vividly plays out in my head every time I read it. Before I start reading Susan Marie Molloy's 'Two Invitations into Poe's Macabre Funhouse' which is inspired by Poe's 'The Masque of the Red Death', I wanted to read this short story to better understand her take on this story. Poe is such a master of the macabre and so enjoyable in print and listening to his adaptations on OTR (old time radio). Now to this story, I felt myself one of the revellers being swept from room to room, reminding me of the frenzy of the dance in Vincent's Minnelli's 1949 Before I start reading Susan Marie Molloy's 'Two Invitations into Poe's Macabre Funhouse' which is inspired by Poe's 'The Masque of the Red Death', I wanted to read this short story to better understand her take on this story.
Poe is such a master of the macabre and so enjoyable in print and listening to his adaptations on OTR (old time radio). Now to this story, I felt myself one of the revellers being swept from room to room, reminding me of the frenzy of the dance in Vincent's Minnelli's 1949 Madame Bovary with Jennifer Jones. Poe describes the castellated Abbey and masquerade that has one feeling the clock striking and stoppage of the music real. The Prince tries to escape Red Death as Giovanni Boccaccio tries to with Black Plague in The Decameron with amusement.
I mention Boccaccio only because it came to my mind. Poe once again shows his excellence in this short masterpiece. I had read this story a while back for my English Composition II class and I honestly think that it made all the difference. We were to read it and then analyze it deeply by themselves, and then present our musings to the class. If I just read it for pleasure I'm sure many of things would have just gone over my head.
But with actually sitting down and thinking about all of the symbolism, brought out so much color to this short story. My favorite Poetry will forever be The Pit and the Pendulum, but I had read this story a while back for my English Composition II class and I honestly think that it made all the difference. We were to read it and then analyze it deeply by themselves, and then present our musings to the class. If I just read it for pleasure I'm sure many of things would have just gone over my head. But with actually sitting down and thinking about all of the symbolism, brought out so much color to this short story. My favorite Poetry will forever be The Pit and the Pendulum, but the Masque of the Red Death is a very close second.
The name Poe brings to mind images of murderers and madmen, premature burials, and mysterious women who return from the dead. His works have been in print since 1827 and include such literary classics as The Tell-Tale Heart, The Raven, and The Fall of the House of Usher. This versatile writer’s oeuvre includes short stories, poetry, a novel, a textbook, a book of scientific theory, and hundreds of The name Poe brings to mind images of murderers and madmen, premature burials, and mysterious women who return from the dead. His works have been in print since 1827 and include such literary classics as The Tell-Tale Heart, The Raven, and The Fall of the House of Usher. This versatile writer’s oeuvre includes short stories, poetry, a novel, a textbook, a book of scientific theory, and hundreds of essays and book reviews.
He is widely acknowledged as the inventor of the modern detective story and an innovator in the science fiction genre, but he made his living as America’s first great literary critic and theoretician. Poe’s reputation today rests primarily on his tales of terror as well as on his haunting lyric poetry. Just as the bizarre characters in Poe’s stories have captured the public imagination so too has Poe himself. He is seen as a morbid, mysterious figure lurking in the shadows of moonlit cemeteries or crumbling castles. This is the Poe of legend. But much of what we know about Poe is wrong, the product of a biography written by one of his enemies in an attempt to defame the author’s name.
The real Poe was born to traveling actors in Boston on January 19, 1809. Edgar was the second of three children.
His other brother William Henry Leonard Poe would also become a poet before his early death, and Poe’s sister Rosalie Poe would grow up to teach penmanship at a Richmond girls’ school. Within three years of Poe’s birth both of his parents had died, and he was taken in by the wealthy tobacco merchant John Allan and his wife Frances Valentine Allan in Richmond, Virginia while Poe’s siblings went to live with other families. Allan would rear Poe to be a businessman and a Virginia gentleman, but Poe had dreams of being a writer in emulation of his childhood hero the British poet Lord Byron. Early poetic verses found written in a young Poe’s handwriting on the backs of Allan’s ledger sheets reveal how little interest Poe had in the tobacco business. For more information, please see.
Poe, the tale-writer, was very faithful to his theory. It is not often that an author is able to illustrate his critical ideas in his original work as well as Poe did; and in his tales perhaps, even more than in his poems.
And now that the shorter tale seems almost likely in its increasing vogue to take the place of the long novel — not altogether unfor tunately, it may be thought, seeing to what inane results the long novel is apt to lead us — Poe's tales may well be turned to anew for their admirable example in the art of fiction. There are, no doubt, many paths open to the tale-writer that he did not attempt. His, it has been said, was a narrow range, in which melancholy, curiosity, and horror are the leading motives; but it was Poe's virtue that, driven by temperament and circumstance toward these things, he strove to give them in the most perfect way.
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