Currently reading: Darkness Becomes Bright: On the Brief Life and Immortal Art of Edgar Allan Poe, by Emily Ogden.
What is it about Poe that draws the Freudian literary critics?
Why does anyone take seriously psychoanalysis of long-dead individuals the analyst never spoke to?
I’m enjoying this book, there’s a lot of interesting info and commentary in it, and it’s not as heavy with Freud as Daniel Hoffman’s Poe Poe Poe Poe Poe Poe Poe (which interprets pretty much everything Poe wrote as a desire to return to the womb), but still… Can we not?