His love is so strong that death could not even break the bond. The narrator also recounts how the angels themselves were envious of the soul connection he shared with Annabel Lee. The poem’s ...
“Then word spread, and pretty soon I was writing so many of these love letters, in exchange for ‘tea money’. It was only much later that I realised they were my first attempts at poetry.
Indeed, I think that when we dare to embrace poetry’s capacity to make nothing happen, we might come to a richer conception of those things we love to treat as battened down—stuff like doctrine and ...