This is an old post from a previous blog of mine. But, as it’s very likely I’ll be watching A Nightmare on Elm Street again this Hallowe’en, I figured it was worth a re-publish on Raven in a Graveyard.
I am assuming that most people know the story of A Nightmare on Elm Street before I begin, if not, my comments might not make sense and may contain spoilers.
You son of a bitch! You moved the cemetery, but you left the bodies, didn’t you?! You son of a bitch, you left the bodies and you only moved the headstones! YOU ONLY MOVED THE HEADSTONES! WHY?! WHY?!
Steve Freeling, Poltergeist
A classic quote from a classic movie.
Having been through 1000s of my photographs of cemeteries, my lesson is now fully learned. I seem to have a tendency to photograph gravestones in portrait – which is great for that perky, upstanding, cross head stone. Continue reading
And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon’s that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o’er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted—nevermore!
Edgar Allan Poe is one of my favourite horror writers – hence the blog title and this quote from his poem The Raven.
I am so obsessed that not only did I visit his grave in Baltimore, I also dragged a friend through the Bronx to visit his house, own a poe-lka dot tote bag and a pair of Edgar Allan Poe socks. Yes, these things exist.