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Ligeia

L for Ligeia

Lydian Ligeia didn't last
would she have given up forbidden wisdom
in exchange for lyterian?
Allan gulps in lypemania
as she sleeps underneath the earth 
where a lychgate stands 
even in her lysis she lies lyncean
- Hazel, Stasia Desiderata



Ligeia is a story about female beauty, intelligence, human mortality and opium-induced hallucinations of  resurrection, by Edgar Allan Poe. Trust Poe to weave brilliant tales out of his drunken episodes.  Now we have film adaptations as well as moments of literary luxury listening to his genius, The Conqueror Worm. 

In beauty of face no maiden ever equaled her. It was the radiance of an opium-dream – an airy and spirit-lifting vision more wildly divine than the fantasies which hovered about the slumber... (source)

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Comments

  1. Poe was one awesome, talented, troubled artist...

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  2. I have to laugh at getting an opium-dream intervention into one of the more bureaucratic moments of my day.

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  3. This is kind of a wild dream and post. Lots of L words not commonly used.

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  4. I Like Learning on people's blogs - thanks for bringing me L for Ligeia.

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  5. I'd never heard of this poor lady who seems to have come to a sticky end. But it all sounds very Poe-ish to me.

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  6. My daughter is Lydian - or specifically, Lydia.
    ROG, ABC Wednesday team

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  7. I learned something new !
    Gattina
    ABC Team

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  8. What a great choice for the letter L.

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  9. I have often wondered what drugs he was on...
    Great post

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  10. I read he was fond of absinthe, and I roamed Bangkok for the green liquid. Silly fan.

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