An Enigma

"Seldom we find," says Solomon Don Dunce,
"Half an idea in the profoundest sonnet.
Through all the flimsy things we see at once
As easily as through a Naples bonnet-
Trash of all trash!- how can a lady don it?
Yet heavier far than your Petrarchan stuff-
Owl-downy nonsense that the faintest puff
Twirls into trunk-paper the while you con it."
And, veritably, Sol is right enough.
The general tuckermanities are arrant
Bubbles- ephemeral and so transparent-
But this is, now- you may depend upon it-
Stable, opaque, immortal- all by dint
Of the dear names that he concealed within 't.

by Edgar Allan Poe

Comments (44)

A good start with a nice poem, Edgar Allan. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
Title of this poem is a mystery poem is coded with wonderful lines. Many reviewers have given their feedback and Frank Avon has tried reveal the mystery behind. This poem is very wonderful poem...10
I read that this poem has an anagram in it of the name Sarah Anna Lewis (also known as Stella) . She was an poet whose husband paid Poe $100 to write a review of her work. He did but he also told friends that Lewis was a fat, gaudily-dressed woman. I am still looking for the anagram- -maybe that is why this poem is titled An Enigma.
Seldom we find, says Solomon Don Dunce, well done by Edgar Allan Poe
Muse! ! Concealed within. Thanks for sharing.
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