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1. The Marilyn Monroes and the Ladies from the days of Edgar Allen Poe
2. ” Authors David Horowitz and Richard Poe of the David Horowitz Freedom Center point out that Islamic terror and its mantra “Death to America” predate Mr
3. Is it any wonder that Poe was a drug
4. Even that hard-to-top horror that Poe couldn’t have dredged up from his most opium-aided imagination—The Inquisition—won’t come close to beating today’s variety of torture and death-dealing techniques
5. And because of this failing, all civilized communities become mangy, run-down, dilapidated junk-heaps of secret cliques Much like the books of Edgar Allen Poe: who wrote of secret, unspoken travesties of hidden evils inside ancient buildings
6. “Let me explain sir,” Smith said, “Edgar Allen Poe wrote a short story
7. „All that we see or seem, is but a dream within a dream,' said I, quoting Poe
8. I felt myself being drawn into that strange domain where the overwrought imagination of Edgar Allan Poe was at home
9. DAVID ELLIS is a justice of the Illinois Appellate Court and the author of nine novels, including Line of Vision, for which he won the Edgar Allan Poe Award, and The Hidden Man, which earned him a 2009 Los Angeles Times Book Prize nomination
10. ” Mercer had grabbed a surname from a Poe story; if caught, he could claim he’d been misheard
11. The Poe eye in the projectionist's window was gone
12. A Poe here or a Sade there is a spice
13. " He was more morbid than Marley, paler than Poe
14. Edgar Allan Poe stood in the tower window, a faint vapor of spirits upon his breath
15. "Don't worry," said Poe, his brow like a huge white lamp before them, descending, sinking
16. Poe watched the needles knitting, knitting, knitting, in the firelight; knitting pain and misery, knitting wickedness into wax marionettes, clay puppets
17. From it, smiling, Poe drew forth a black cat
18. "Run away?" shouted Poe in the wind
19. Poe gazed into the old man's face and believed him
20. "At it!" shrieked Poe
21. And there was Big Poe! Us kids shouted, applauded!
22. Big Poe took a double fistful of bats, bundled them on his huge bull shoulder, and strutted along the first-base line, head back, mouth smiling wide open, his tongue moving, singing:
23. The white section joined politely in the applause as Big Poe finished his cakewalk
24. Big Poe was first to bat
25. Big Poe looked in particular at the little, dainty-as-a-chicken-bone shape of his girl friend Katherine
26. Big Poe shook his head, looking at her, as if he couldn’t believe she was there
27. Big Poe was suddenly a greased machine pivoting; the dangling hand swept up to the butt end of the bat, the bat swiveled, connected with the ball—Whack! The ball shot up into the sky, away down toward the wavering line of oak trees, down toward the lake, where a white sailboat slid silently by
28. Big Poe stood for a moment watching the ball go
29. Ten minutes later, with the bases loaded and run after run being driven in, and Big Poe coming to bat again, my mother turned to me
30. ‘Ball two!’ said the umpire to Big Poe
31. ‘You’re out!’ cried the umpire to Big Poe
32. It was eleven to nothing and Big Poe had struck out three times on purpose, and in the last half of the fifth was when Jimmie Cosner came to bat for our side again
33. Big Poe was helped up
34. All the colored men looked at each other, at Big Poe, then at Jimmie Cosner, at the sky, at the lake, the crowd
35. Big Poe stood with his bad foot hardly touching the ground, balanced
36. But Big Poe waved him away
37. A look passed between him and Big Poe, and Jimmie Cosner saw the look and shut up and swallowed, hard
38. There was the sun in the sky, the lake and the boats on it, the grandstands, the pitcher on his mound standing with his hand out and down after tossing the ball; there was Big Poe with the ball in his mighty black hand; there was the infield staring, crouching in at the scene, and there was Jimmie Cosner running, kicking up dirt, the only moving thing in the entire summer world
39. “Don’t worry,” said Poe, his brow like a huge white lamp before them, descending, sinking
40. “Run away?” shouted Poe in the wind
41. Poe gazed into the old man’s face and believed him
42. “At it!” shrieked Poe
43. Poe be delighted?”
44. Poe? He died a long while ago, before Lincoln
45. ‘So,’ he said, ‘it was Austen and Wharton and Poe