Edgar Allan Poe: Rhode Island

The latest development in my research is the confirmation that Sarah Helen Whitman and I (the creator of this site and A Walking Tour of Poe’s Providence) are related. Sixth cousins six times removed, to be precise. Her 5th great-grandfather is my 11th great-grandfather, John Gould VII (1584-1650) from Kings Langley, Hertfordshire, England.

John Gould VII had three children: John Gould VIII, Thomas Salem Gould, and Nathan Gould. John Gould VIII is Whitman’s 4th great-grandfather, and his brother, Thomas Gould, is my 10th great-grandfather.

A few years ago while I was at the John Hay Library digging through Whitman’s papers, I came across her family tree. I saw that her great-grandmother on her mother’s side was named Mary Gould. I thought that it was a funny coincidence that I had the Gould name on my mother’s side as well. I was hopeful for a connection, but never set the time aside to do the genealogy research. Well, I was finally able to work on the family trees, tracing the Goulds on both sides until they intersected in England.

The 2024 tour schedule has been posted to Eventbrite! Join us for a stroll through the historic city of Providence as we trace Poe’s footsteps and rekindle his romance with our own eccentric poetess, Sarah Helen Whitman. Click here to purchase your tickets.

For a quick view of the dates and times, they are as follows:

Saturday	9/7	1pm-3pm
Saturday	9/28	1pm-3pm
Saturday	10/12	1pm-3pm
Monday	10/14	1pm-3pm
Saturday	10/26	11am-1pm
Sunday	10/27	10am-12pm
Saturday	11/2	1pm-3pm
Saturday	11/9	1pm-3pm

During her trip to Europe, it is possible that Whitman visited the Louvre Museum in Paris, France and saw Leonardo da Vinci’s Mona Lisa with her own eyes. In January 1868, Whitman transcribed this section of an article titled “Old Masters in the Louvre” by Eugene Benson from The Atlantic monthly, a Boston publication. Whitman must have strongly agreed with Benson’s sentiments regarding the illusive expression of Mona Lisa:

“I hold the most remarkable example of expression in art to be Leonardo da Vinci’s strange haunting face of Mona Lisa, the Florentine wife; in some respects the most remarkable picture in the world. It is of an order of excellence not perceived by most men. It is both subtle and intense. A famous critic called it ‘the mighty portrait of Leonardo.’ Leonardo gives to his faces such an imprint of superiority that one feels disturbed in their presence. ‘The lids of her profound eyes hold secrets unknown to the profane.'”

Today marks the 146th anniversary of the death of Sarah Helen Whitman. The Fourth Annual Remembrance to commemorate Whitman took place on June 22, 2024 at The Providence Athenaeum. Suffice to say, it was our best program yet!

We stepped out of the heat of the cemetery and into the cool, comfortable, and historic atmosphere of the Athenaeum. By the number of guests that showed up to the event, the change in venue proved to be a great decision. People were immersed in Catherine Hurst’s performance as Mrs. Whitman as she shared some engaging examples of Whitman’s work in poetry, spiritualism, women’s suffrage, and travel experiences. Published poet and Poe scholar, Sherri Weaver-Poe, treated the audience with a reading of Poe’s “Ulalume.”

When Jeff Jerome, curator emeritus formerly with the Edgar Allan Poe House & Museum in Baltimore, Maryland got up to the podium to talk about Poe, people were alert and intrigued with every word he had to say.

After the program, guests were so engaged that we had an almost hour long Q&A! One gentleman had asked Jeff about the mysterious Poe Toaster, and you could see the audience on the edge of their seats as Jeff recalled the encounters he had with the Toaster himself. It was Poe history straight from the source.

Jeff Jerome, curator emeritus formerly with the Edgar Allan Poe House & Museum in Baltimore, Maryland.

A real special thanks to Stephanie and The Providence Athenaeum for not only hosting us, but for setting up a mini exhibit of Poe and Whitman related material. I cannot thank Catherine, Sherri, and Jeff enough for their part in this program. Everybody went above and beyond to make this year’s program so special! I believe that Sarah Helen Whitman was somewhere smiling at what we accomplished for her.

A special thanks to Stephanie Ovoian for setting up this mini-exhibit for the event. From left to right in the case: a scarf that belonged to Sarah Helen Whitman, a reproduction of a photo of Whitman as a medium, a first edition of her poems and a first edition of her biography of Poe, the charge book bearing Poe’s signature as well as Whitman’s, a first edition of “The Raven and Other Poems” by Poe, and two more reproductions of photos of Whitman and Poe.

Event organizer, creator of this website as well as A Walking Tour of Poe’s Providence, Levi L. Leland.

Previously a graveside wreath laying ceremony, we are stepping out of the cemetery and into The Providence Athenaeum for this fourth annual commemoration of the life and legacy of Sarah Helen Whitman, marking the 146th anniversary of her death.

There will be a biographical overview of Whitman’s life and times with details regarding her infamous courtship with Edgar Allan Poe that took place right in the Athenaeum!

I am pleased to announce the following guests of honor:

-Local historian, tour guide, and actress, Catherine Hurst, will be reprising her role as Mrs. Whitman to recite selected poems from Whitman’s body of works and to speak as Whitman for the presentation.

-Poet and Poe Scholar, Sherri Weaver Poe, will be joining us from Maryland as a guest reader.

-And finally, Jeff Jerome, curator emeritus formerly with The Edgar Allan Poe House and Museum in Baltimore will be honoring us again this year as our guest speaker!

This annual remembrance is one of the biggest celebrations of Sarah Helen Whitman in recent history! You won’t want to miss it.

If you have any questions prior to the event, please feel free to email me: levi@edgarallanpoeri.com

We hope to see you there!

Power Street runs between the very edge of the Seekonk River at Gano Park and South Main Street. During my walking tours, patrons will usually ask me if Power Street was named after Sarah Helen Whitman’s ancestors. This question comes after they learn about Whitman’s paternal side, the Powers, and their roots in the city after Roger Williams founded the Colony of Rhode Island and Providence Plantations in 1636.

Power Street is listed in city directories as early as 1824; however, I am certain that the street predates that year. The 1857 directory contains a section on “Origin of Names of the Streets” describing Power Street “from the ancestors of the late Nicholas Power, of the firm of Blodget and Power, for many years merchants in this town.”

So the thorough answer to this question is yes, Power Street is named after the ancestors of Sarah Helen Whitman.

January 19th not only marks Edgar Allan Poe’s birthday, but the birthday of his brief flame, Sarah Helen Whitman.

This year, I was able to honor both Poe and Whitman in a virtual birthday tribute to Poe organized by Jeff Jerome, curator emeritus formerly with the Edgar Allan Poe House and Museum in Baltimore, Maryland. Jerome has been orchestrating birthday celebrations for Poe since 1982, and in recent years, through virtual segments streamed over the course of the day. His program is viewed live by thousands of people from around the world!

For part of Jerome’s 2024 program, he interviewed me about Poe, Whitman, and their romance in Providence. You can watch that interview here. I encourage you to search that YouTube channel to watch the other segments that make up this year’s program.

Happy 215th birthday, Edgar Allan Poe! And a happy 221st birthday to you, Sarah Helen Whitman, wherever you two may be. Ave atque vale!

This poem was written by Sarah Helen Whitman in December of 1867. “Santa Claus,” along with “Christmas Eve” (see previous post), were included in Whitman’s posthumous edition of poetry titled, Poems by Sarah Helen Whitman, published in 1879.

A health to good old Santa Claus,
And to his reindeer bold,
Whose hoofs are shod with eider-down,
Whose horns are tipped with gold.

He comes from utmost fairy-land
Across the wintry snows;
He makes the fir-tree and the spruce
To blossom like the rose.

Over the quaint old gables,
Over the windy ridge,
By turret wall and chimney tall,
He guides his fairy sledge;

Along the sleeping house-tops
Its silver runners trend,
All loaded down with wonder-books
And tales without an end.

He steals upon the slumbers
Of little rose-lipped girls,
And lays his waxen dollies down
Beside their golden curls.

He scatters blessings on his way
And sugar-coated plums.
He robs the sluggard of his rest,
With trumpets, guns, and drums.

Small feet, before the dawn of day,
Are marching to and fro,
Drums beat to arms through all the house,
And penny trumpets blow.

A health to brave old Santa Claus,
And to his reindeer bold,
Whose hoofs are shod with eider-down,
Whose horns are tipped with gold.

He tells us of the yule-log
That blazed in Saxon halls,
Of the marchpane and the mistletoe,
And the minstrels’ merry calls;

Of Christmas candles burning bright
In ages long ago;
Those long dark ages when the world
Turned round so very slow.

He comes from utmost fairy-land
Across the wintry snows;
He makes the fir-tree and the spruce
To blossom like the rose.

He lingers till the Christmas bells,
With sweet and solemn chime,
Come sounding o’er the centuries
Through years of war and crime.

Ring out, ring out, sweet Christmas bells!
Ring loud and silver clear!
Ring peace on earth, good will to man,
Till all the world shall hear!

A poem by Sarah Helen Whitman. Written in dedication to her friends in New Rochelle, New York, in December of 1866.

Let fall the curtains, drop the shades;
Behind the hills the twilight fades;
The sullen rain-drops, heavily,
In the dank, drooping hemlocks lie;
The fir-tree in the rounding park
Loom statelier through the gathering dark,
And reddening in the starless night
The tall church windows blaze with light.
The north wind whistles down the glades;
Let fall the curtains, drop the shades,
And, while the fire-light’s glowing gloom
Casts fitful shadows through the room,
Gather around the ruddy blaze
To welcome in the holidays.

See Haidee’s dark brown eyes grow bright
As diamonds in the dancing light,
To hear the merry bells that ring
In the tall steeples, —ding dong ding;
While Rena’s songs sound sweet and rare
As music heard in mountain air,
And Ethel, with cheeks abloom,
Goes dancing, dancing round the room,
Or softly lingers at my knee
To watch the wondrous Christmas Tree.

Sweet Christmas Eve! The holidays
May pass, the firelight’s cheerful blaze
Die out, the little waltzing feet
To other mazy measures beat,
And other Christmas Trees may spread
Their fragrant branches o’er my head,
And fairy fruit for us may fall
In many a distant bower and hall,
And Santa Claus at Christmas tide
May down the roaring chimneys ride,
And chapel bells with solemn chime
Ring in the Christ-child’s holy time,
And tell to all the wondering Earth
The mystic story of his birth;
But memory long shall fondly dwell
On this blithe eve at New Rochelle,
And fairer deem our Christmas Tree
Than all that have been or may be,
And keep the birthnight it embalms
Sweet as the breath of heavenly palms.

I wish you all a very merry Christmas and a happy, healthy New Year! Thank you for your support. -Levi Lionel Leland, creator and guide: edgarallanpoeri.com and A Walking Tour of Poe’s Providence.

The time is finally upon us! The 2023 tour schedule has been posted. Follow this link to Eventbrite to reserve your spot. I have a couple of dates in September and November, and multiple dates in October. Hope to see you on the East Side!

The Whitman residence at 88 Benefit Street, meeting and ending place of the tour.