In a sort of Runic rhyme

I have long loved the works of Edgar Allan Poe. Today is his 200th birthday. When Mrs. Joan Krysinski first read “The Bells” to our English class, I was hooked. We also read “The Cask of Amontillado”, which stuck with me.

In college, in my theatre days, the PAC Rats theatre company did some “Reader’s Theater” of which I was chosen to be a director. The story that we acted out was a short story by Esther Friesner, called “Poe White Trash”. It’s basically a retelling of “The Cask of Amontillado” with other Poe references thrown in, set in hill-billy country. I remember having to choreograph a dance scene, and basically everyone was doing the Time Warp dance.

I lived in Baltimore for 11 years and never saw his grave. How did I not do that? Maybe on my next (warm weather) work trip back to B-more.

Anyway, so I’m taking part in a fiber postcard project in which we depict the theme of a “raven” for Poe’s birthday. This is my interpretation. Kinda cute, for the “rat bird”.

Oh, and should Mrs. K ever Google her name and find this? Thanks. For this and for all you have inspired in me. Were I to write that “Personal Hero” paper all over again today, it would be you.

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