Sex and Edgar Allan Poe
Poe (r.) and his wife/cousin Virginia (l.). |
And true love
caresses —
Oh, leave them
apart;
They are light on
the tresses,
But lead on the
heart.
Edgar Allan Poe never overtly wrote about sex in his poems. Nor did he write about it covertly or with innuendo; he simply seemed to skirt the subject (no pun intended). This has led to much speculation about whether Poe was asexual or even impotent, and also to various attempts to psychoanalyze the writings for symbolic or subliminal sexual references. This blog is not a gossip rag, nor amateur shrink ops, so we will not go down those particular rabbit holes. Instead, we will examine a few passages and propose an explanation for Poe’s dearth of sexual material in his poetry.
As a preliminary matter, I do not accept that the lack of explicit discussion of the subject by itself signals that anything was awry with Poe. Graphic descriptions of sex were simply not customary in poetry at the time, at least not in the Romanticism and Gothic literature that Poe identified with (as they would be in poets of the following generation, for example, Walt Whitman). But the fact that graphic depictions were shunned does not mean that the subject should be omitted altogether; Shakespeare, for example, wrote about sexuality without resorting to descriptive depictions of sex acts, in the main. Poe, on the other hand, largely avoids the subject, either explicitly or generically.
So, what gives? In this regard, I accept Lorine Pruette’s analysis in her 1920 piece, “A Psycho-Analytical Study of Edgar Allan Poe,” published in The American Journal of Psychology, Vol. 31, No. 4, to this extent (only):
His nature demanded the adoration and approval of
"woman," rather than sexual conquests, and he worshiped in his poems
a feminine idealization to which he ascribed various names. These women are
never human; they are not warm flesh and blood, loving, hating or coming late
to appointments—they are simply beautiful lay figures around which to hang
wreaths of poetical sentiments.
We see precisely this “feminine idealization” in his archetypical
“To Helen” (1831):
Helen, thy beauty is
to me
Like those Nicéan
barks of yore,
That gently, o'er a
perfumed sea,
The weary, way-worn
wanderer bore
To his own native
shore.
The same holds true for the 1848 more extensive poem by the same name, which is structured differently but ultimately
holds the same themes: a beautiful woman remembered in idealized fashion.
The closest Poe comes to
describing sensuality is in one such poem that idealizes and lionizes feminine
virtue, the platonic love-letter, “For Annie” (1849). In it, Poe paints the
subject as the epitome of all noble female qualities: she is beautiful (“Bathing
in many/A dream of the truth/and the beauty of Annie”); she is motherly (“She
covered me warm,/And she prayed to the angels/To shield me from harm”); she
is sisterly (“I rest so contentedly … With her love at my breast”); she
is angelic (“It glows with the light/Of the love of my Annie”) and, not
least of all, she is lover-ly (“It glows with the light/Of the eyes of my Annie”).
Describing the attentive way in
which Annie nurses him back to health after a serious and debilitating illness,
the narrator describes a tender scene, in which the caregiver seems to give herself
over body and soul to his recovery, until he is “Drowned in a bath/ Of the
tresses of Annie.” Then he describes an
exquisitely sweet scene:
She tenderly kissed
me,
She fondly caressed,
And then I fell
gently
To sleep on her
breast—
Deeply to sleep
From the heaven of
her breast.
The scene is undoubtedly sensual, describing
an intimate moment that is made the more charged because of the narrator’s
vulnerability and the caregiver’s complete domination at the moment. But that is as far as it goes, and it would
be grasping at straws to attempt to extract more—though it bears noting that Annie takes on a more fleshed-out humanity than other Poe heroines.
Apart from this, other than the occasional
“kiss upon the brow” (in “A Dream Within A Dream,” 1849), Poe generally avoids sensuality in his
poems. This is because the treatment he
gives his love interests usually cycles between the abstract worship discussed
above, and the melancholy, mournful motif of his “dead
lover” series.
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