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.
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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.