I said his poems were better than his short stories and that I was enjoying him more than Frost.

I take it back.

Poe’s popular stuff is popular for a reason. He has some very good poetry, but I’m getting bored, and they’re becoming monotonously more difficult to read through, short as they are.

I’m gonna be way more selective with which ones get attention for the rest of this collection.

There are only nine more anyway.