Hear the loud theatrical bells— brazen bells! What tale of terror now, their turbulency tells! In the startled ear of night— amid a Horror Rep of fright— how they scream out with delight— of We Happy Few’s A Midnight Dreary. They clearly keep on ringing, much do the praises that I’m singing, of their Horror Rep’s production of Edgar Allan Poe and his various death knells, and storms that quell,
Halloween. Ghosties and Ghoulies. Scarecrows and Skeletons. Pumpkins and Poe. Yup. Poe. We all know Poe…master of the macabre, father of the modern murder mystery…and ravens…and tell tale hearts…and black cats. Some of us love him. Some of us would be happy to hear him nevermore.
Poe and Halloween – they just seem to go together. Poe’s legacy has become a tribute to madness, moodiness and morosity. We forget the rapier wit,
There are some secrets that do not permit themselves to be told. Arising from the grave ruins of memory, a world premier work takes to the stage with Annapolis Shakespeare Company this autumn. POE, as written by Gregory Thomas Martin and Directed by Sally Boyett, explores the final moments of Edgar Allan Poe before his untimely descent into the permanence of madness and death. Situated inside the charming historic 1747 Pub in the cellars of Reynolds Tavern,