Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Happy Belated, Edgar!

I can't believe it. I missed a birthday. An important one.

Yesterday was the 200th birthday of Edgar Allen Poe.

I was all set. Party hats. Favors. Noisemakers. Rum cake.

And...I forgot.

I have no excuse. Only shame.

Well, he's not gettin' any deader, so, really, he probably doesn't care.

Happy Belated 200th Birthday, sir. We who toil in the genre you made your own salute you!

Belatedly watching you, and Edgar's grave,
J.C. Koch

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4 Comments:

Anonymous WKEverhart said...

I just hated it when the mysterious grave visitor gave up his identity. Mister Poe is still mysterious. From the disturbing obit from the mysterious Ludwig to the horrible destruction of Rufus Griswald, even his death holds mystery. Was it rabies? Was it murder? Only the Shadow knows.:D

January 20, 2009 at 10:24 PM  
Anonymous Gini Koch said...

Well...I know, too.

But I'm not telling.

JCK

January 21, 2009 at 9:25 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Happy birthday, Edgar.

Nevermore.

MaryL

January 26, 2009 at 1:50 PM  
Anonymous Gini Koch said...

LOL! I like your sense of humor, Mary!

JCK

January 26, 2009 at 5:01 PM  

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