Friday, October 16, 2009

excerpt from Edgar Allan Poe's Ligeia


"The corpse, I repeat, stirred, and now more vigorously than before. The hues of life flushed up with unwonted energy into the countenance--the limbs relaxed--and, save that the eyelids were yet pressed heavily together, and that the bandages and draperies of the grave still imparted their charnel character to the figure, I might have dreamed that Rowena had indeed shaken off, utterly, the fetters of Death. But if this idea was not, even then, altogether adopted, I could at least doubt no longer, when, arising from the bed, tottering, with feeble steps, with closed eyes, and with the manner of one bewildered in a dream, the thing that was enshrouded advanced boldly and palpably into the middle of the apartment.

Kym Hepworth, Made Of (2), graphite and collage on paper, 14 x 10 1/2 in.

Kym Hepworth, Are Made Of, graphite and collage on paper, 14 x 10 1/2 in.

...Could it, indeed, be the living Rowena who confronted me? Could it indeed be Rowena at all--the fair-haired, the blue-eyed Lady Rowena Trevanion of Tremaine? Why, why should I doubt it? The bandage lay heavily about the mouth--but then might it not be the mouth of the breathing Lady of Tremaine? And the cheeks--there were the roses as in her noon of life--yes, these might indeed by the fair cheeks of the living Lady of Tremaine. And the chin, with its dimples, as in health, might it not be hers?--but had she then grown taller since her malady? What inexpressible madness seized me with that thought? One bound, and I had reached her feet! Shrinking from my touch, she let fall from her head, unloosened the ghastly cerements which had confined it, and there streamed forth, into the rushing atmosphere of the chamber, huge masses of long and disheveled hair; it was blacker than the raven wings of midnight! And now slowly opened the eyes of the figure which stood before me. "Here then, at least," I shrieked aloud, "can I never--can I never be mistaken--these are the full, and the black, and the wild eyes--of my lost love--of the lady--of the LADY LIGEIA." (The Gold-Bug and Other Tales by Edgar Allan Poe, Dover Publications, Inc., NY ©1991)

Kym Hepworth, Made Of (1), graphite and collage on paper, 14 x 10 1/2 in.

Kym Hepworth, Made Of (3), graphite and collage on paper, 14 x 10 1/2 in.


1 comment:

Baroque Pop Radio said...

Bob Welch -era Fleetwood Mac and the the dark romanticism of Edgar Allen Poe - Hurray!

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