
This is our follow-up to the mesmerism story from last week which was quite high-falutin' and philosophical. Poe took the other direction with this story to tell of mesmerizing a man about to die of tuberculosis. He apparently manages to keep the body of the man in a preserved state until after seven months he decides to break the hold on the man. What follows is not good. Apparently, the man had been dead for a LONG time.
Ahh Poe ... just when you start thinking that his writing has a depth and poetic quality, you move on to a story like this with "detestable putrescence" in it. This is definitely a stereotypical story for him. Strangely, I miss the poetry. So for next week, let's go back to a poem ... The Sleeper.
Putting off lunch for a little while,
K
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