The First Annual Wreath Laying Ceremony For Sarah Helen Whitman: A Great Success!

Sunday, June 27, 2021, the long anticipated First Annual Wreath Laying Ceremony For Sarah Helen Whitman took place at the North Burial Ground in Providence, Rhode Island. The occasion marked the 143rd anniversary of the death of Mrs. Whitman.

Jeff Jerome, curator emeritus formerly with The Edgar Allan Poe House and Museum in Baltimore, Maryland was our guest speaker, and Catherine Hurst, local historian and actress, played Mrs. Whitman.

We had a modest turnout of enthralled guests who traveled as far as New York and Washington D.C. One special Poe enthusiast was from Peru! It was such an honor to have them.

Towards the closing of the event, Jeff Jerome presented me with a piece of wall from Edgar Allan Poe and Virginia Poe’s honeymoon suite in Petersburg, Virginia! It was truly a day I will remember for the rest of my life.

Our wheels are already turning for next year! Hope you can make it! Until then, enjoy some photos of a few highlights from the event…

The grave of Sarah Helen Whitman with a custom wreath made by Bloom Back Flowers.
Organizer and presenter, Levi Lionel Leland.
Jeff Jerome, curator emeritus formerly with The Edgar Allan Poe House and Museum in Baltimore, Maryland.
Jeff Jerome with our actress, Catherine Hurst, who played Mrs. Whitman.
Left to right: Poe enthusiast Roger Bow, who traveled from New York to attend the event, organizer and presenter Levi Leland, and curator emeritus of the Poe House, Jeff Jerome.
Our actress Catherine Hurst as Mrs. Whitman, reading selected poems from Mrs. Whitman’s works.
The enthralled audience!
Poe enthusiast from Peru, who traveled from Washington D.C. to attend the program!
After presenting me with a piece of wall from the honeymoon suite of Edgar Allan Poe and Virginia Clemm Poe!

Exciting Update For The First Annual Wreath Laying Ceremony!

There has been an exciting addition to our event coming up on Sunday, June 27…

Jeff Jerome, curator emeritus formerly with the Edgar Allan Poe House and Museum in Baltimore, Maryland will be a guest speaker at the ceremony! He has been featured in numerous documentaries and books regarding Poe besides his service to The Poe House for decades! Jeff has been a major proponent in keeping Poe’s legacy alive and well, and it’s an honor to have him here in Rhode Island to commemorate one of the first advocates for Poe, Mrs. Sarah Helen Whitman.

If you’ve been on the fence about attending this event, now’s the time to mark it on your calendar! It’s not every day that you get to have a major authority on Poe at your disposal.

Please follow this link to the official Facebook event page, and let me know if you have any questions in the meantime!

Photo from The Baltimore Sun

Join Us For The First Annual Wreath Laying Ceremony For Sarah Helen Whitman

Sunday, June 27, 2021 will mark the 143rd anniversary of Sarah Helen Whitman’s death, and we will be having our first annual graveside commemoration at the North Burial Ground to celebrate her life and legacy. There will be a biographical overview with information regarding her courtship with Edgar Allan Poe that took place right here in the city of Providence, there will be readings from selected poetry from the works of Mrs. Whitman, and finally, we’ll close with a wreath laying tribute on her grave. Questions will be welcomed at the end!

I don’t expect a massive turnout, but masks and social distancing will be required regardless. These rules aren’t just common sense for the current times, but also the official rules of the cemetery, so they must be followed.

The event will start at 12:00pm, but we will wait a few minutes for everyone to arrive if necessary. The program will run about an hour to an hour and a half depending on the question portion. The gates of the cemetery are closed and locked at 6:45pm, so you’ll have plenty of time to explore after the event. There is a lot of beauty to behold at the North Burial Ground!

To find the exact location of the event, i.e. Sarah Helen Whitman’s grave, just head to the right of the fork after entering the front gates of the cemetery and follow the road named Eastern Ave straight through until you see Dahlia Path (or people/cars). If you have any questions prior to the event, please feel free to reach out!

Follow this link to the official event page via Facebook:

Hope to see you there!

Ave Atque Vale!

From Rhode Island To Ohio: Sarah Helen Whitman And Sarah “Sallie” Elizabeth Robins

Here’s the first of which I hope will be many installments on my YouTube channel featuring items from my personal collection. I’m hoping this additional platform will help gain more attention and peak further interest, not to mention they’re fun to do!

This video brings you my latest acquisition, a first edition of Helen’s “Hours Of Life and Other Poems” that belonged to her before being gifted to an aspiring Poe biographer and admirer, Sallie Robins.

I’d like to thank my good friend and Ohio Poe correspondent, Mel Grosvenor, for introducing me to Sallie before I even found this edition. She has been researching her for quite some time, and connecting dots to her, Helen, and Poe. I’m grateful for her help in making this video!

You can find a link to her “Ohio Poe Fans” Facebook page here:

And a link to my YouTube channel here:

Without further ado, here is the video:

A special thank you to Marissa Heroux for her unparalleled help in filming and editing this video together.

Mel’s segment was filmed and edited by her team.

Happy Birthday to Our Favorite Couple!

January 19, 2021 marks 212 years since the birth of Edgar Allan Poe and 218 years since the birth of Sarah Helen Whitman. Poe was born in Boston, Massachusetts to traveling actors Elizabeth Arnold Poe and David Poe Jr. Helen was born here in Providence, Rhode Island to parents Anna Marsh Power and Nicholas Power.

So yes, these Providence love-birds did in fact share a birthday—and we’re left to imagine the impressive birthday bash they would’ve thrown had they been married.

2020 was a harrowing year for us all. 2021 is looking brighter, but we’re still not out of the woods just yet. Fans across the world will be celebrating this day virtually, with many scheduled online events happening on just about every social media platform you can think of.

I had ambitious aspirations for 2020. I was going to begin my walking tours of Providence and really kick-off this whole endeavor, but of course Covid and the pandemic interfered with that. However, I’m hopeful for this year, and that’s why I want to announce the First Annual Wreath Laying Ceremony for Sarah Helen Whitman on Sunday, June 27, 2021 at the North Burial Ground in Providence, Rhode Island.

This will be an in-person event, CDC and RIDH permitting. Rules and regulations will be closely monitored in the weeks prior, and if it needs to be virtual, it will. Details will follow in the months to come, but I wanted something special to announce today!

Now go toast the poets and eat some cake. You deserve it.

(Image created by The Providence Athenaeum).

“To Him Whose ‘Heart-Strings Were A Lute'”

It was only ten months since Helen had broken off the engagement with Poe in Providence before she discovered he had died unexpectedly in Baltimore. After that tumultuous break-up, Poe had written Helen a letter, to which she did not respond. It’s safe to assume there was a lack of closure for them both, but especially for Helen now that Poe had left this earth for good. She spent the rest of her life memorializing and relishing in her connection to him. She corresponded with his friends and relatives, answered the many inquiries of early biographers, and even tried to contact Poe himself with the help of mediums and spiritualists. She staunchly defended Poe’s reputation, publishing her own book titled “Edgar A. Poe and His Critics” that refuted the lies and slander spread by Poe’s literary executor, Rufus Wilmot Griswold. Sarah Helen Whitman used her platform to secure an accurate legacy for the man she once loved.

One of the many poems Helen wrote about Poe gives us a poignant view of her response to his death. First published under the title “To Him ‘Whose Heart-Strings Were A Lute'” but then later changed to “Resurgemus” (which is the Latin word for “Rise”) Helen describes an almost sense of relief that Poe has finally found peace in death, and a comfort in knowing that his soul will live on forevermore.

by Sarah Helen Whitman

I mourn thee not: no words can tell
The solemn calm that tranced my breast
When I first knew the soul had past
From earth to its eternal rest;

For doubt and darkness, o’er thy head,
Forever waved their Condor wings;
And in their murky shadows bred
Forms of unutterable things;

And all around thy silent hearth,
The glory that once blushed and bloomed
Was but a dim-remembered dream
Of “the old time entombed.”

Those melancholy eyes that seemed
To look beyond all time, or, turned
On eyes they loved, so softly beamed —
How few their mystic language learned.
How few could read their depths, or know
The proud, high heart that dwelt alone
In gorgeous palaces of woe,
Like Eblis on his burning throne.

For ah! no human heart could brook
That darkness of thy doom to share,
And not a living eye could look
Unscathed upon thy dread despair.

I mourn thee not: life had no lore
Thy soul in morphean dews to steep,
Love’s lost nepenthe to restore,
Or bid the avenging sorrow sleep.

Yet, while the night of life shall last,
While the slow stars above me roll,
In the heart’s solitudes I keep
A solemn vigil for thy soul.

I tread dim cloistral aisles, where all
Beneath are solemn-sounding graves;
While o’er the oriel, like a pall,
A dark, funereal shadow waves.

There, kneeling by a lampless shrine,
Alone amid a place of tombs,
My erring spirit pleads for thine
Till light along the orient blooms.

Oh, when thy faults are all forgiven,
The vigil of my life outwrought
In some calm altitude of heaven —
The dream of thy prophetic thought —

Forever near thee, soul in soul,
Near thee forever, yet how far,
May our lives reach love’s perfect goal
In the high order of thy star!

In Pace Requiescat

On this day, October 8, 1849, Edgar Allan Poe’s body was available for viewing at the Washington College Hospital in Baltimore, Maryland. His funeral attire was donated by some of the students of the college and included a black suit with a white cravat. Poe’s shroud was sewn by his physician’s wife. His coffin was a plain one of simple mahogany. The coffin had no lining, no handles, no nameplate, and not even a cushion for his head. His body was visited by numerous ladies of the city so they could acquire a lock of his hair as a souvenir of the great poet. His funeral procession left the Washington Medical College en route to the Westminster Burial Grounds around 4 o’clock in the afternoon. It was a lugubrious day. Poe’s “cold-blooded” and “unchristian-like” funeral lasted about three minutes. The Reverend William Clemm (a relative of Poe’s) didn’t even give the eulogy he had prepared partly because of the poor weather, but mainly because there were so few people in attendance. The attendees included Poe’s cousin Neilson Poe, his uncle Henry Herring, his cousin Elizabeth Herring and her husband, his friend Joseph Snodgrass, his friend and classmate Z. Collins Lee, his early school teacher Joseph H. Clarke, the sexton George Spence, and of course the undertaker Charles Serter. It was said that Poe was buried like a dog. He was hastily lowered into the ground, and the wet earth was shoveled right upon the lid of his coffin. Poe’s closest loved ones such as his Aunt Maria Clemm, his fiancee Sarah Elmira Royster, or his sister Rosalie Poe were not even notified of his death before he was already buried in the ground.

Pictured here is an early rendering of the Westminster Church and Burial Grounds, circa 1857. The church wasn’t built until after Poe’s interment. His grave was located in back of the church in his family’s plot until 1875, when funds were raised to erect a monument to properly mark the grave of the great American poet. Poe was exhumed, and placed in the front of the the graveyard where he remains today.

A Gentleman “Rather the Worse for Wear” in Baltimore

(Daguerreotype of Poe taken by William Pratt in Richmond, Virginia three weeks before Poe’s untimely death)

It was on this day, October 3, in 1849 that Poe was found outside Gunner’s Hall Tavern in Baltimore by a printer named Joseph Walker. Poe was able to tell Walker his name and a friend that he knew in the city. Walker described Poe as being “rather the worse for wear” and “in need of immediate assistance” when calling upon that friend, Joseph Evans Snodgrass. When Snodgrass arrived at the Tavern, he recounted:

“When I entered the bar-room of the house, I instantly recognized the face of one whom I had often seen and knew well, although it wore an aspect of vacant stupidity which made me shudder. The intellectual flash of his eye had vanished, or rather had been quenched in the bowl; but the broad, capacious forehead of the author of “The Raven,” . . . was still there, with a width, in the region of ideality, such as few men have ever possessed. But perhaps I would not have so readily recognized him had I not been notified of his apparel. His hat — or rather the hat of somebody else, for he had evidently been robbed of his clothing, or cheated in an exchange — was a cheap palm-leaf one, without a band, and soiled; his coat, of commonest alpaca, and evidently “second hand”; and his pants of gray-mixed cassimere, dingy and badly fitting. He wore neither vest nor neckcloth, if I remember aright, while his shirt was sadly crumpled and soiled. He was so utterly stupefied with liquor that I thought it best not to seek recognition or conversation, especially as he was surrounded by a crowd of drinking men, actuated by idle curiosity rather than sympathy. I immediately ordered a room for him, where he could be comfortable until I got word to his relatives — for there were several in Baltimore. Just at that moment, one or two of the persons referred to, getting information of the case, arrived at the spot. They declined to take private care of him, assigning as a reason, that he had been very abusive and ungrateful on former occasions, when drunk, and advised that he be sent to a hospital. . . . So insensible was he, that we had to carry him to the carriage as if a corpse. The muscles of articulation seemed paralyzed to speechlessness, and mere incoherent mutterings were all that were heard.”

Poe was taken to Washington College Hospital where he received care under the attending physician, Dr. John J. Moran. Snodgrass was a fervent supporter of the temperance movement, and it was for this reason (among Poe already having a reputation as an alcoholic) that Snodgrass assumed Poe was under the influence. However, Dr. Moran claimed Poe was NOT intoxicated at all.

Poe only lived another four days after these events took place. What ever was ailing Poe and how he came to be in the circumstances he was in that day remain a mystery. Poe was never coherent enough to explain what had happened to him.

(Washington College Hospital. Poe’s room was located on the far left of the building, third window up from the ground)

Local Lore, Fact or Fiction?

Part of the fun of administrating this website is hearing from YOU! This week, I was contacted by a man named Russell, who told me that he grew up right next to the Power Family Home & St. John’s Cathedral while his father worked at Brown University. His old home stands prominently at 80 Benefit Street, and its bright yellow color is as hard to miss as the deep red of Sarah Helen Whitman’s family home at 88 Benefit Street.


Russell’s childhood home at 80 Benefit Street (Russell Bright, 2005)


Living next to the notorious site of Edgar Allan Poe’s courtship with our Providence Poetess naturally comes with local lore. One myth I was able to dispel for Russell that he had heard during his youth on Benefit Street was that the graveyard of St. John’s Cathedral inspired Poe’s most famous work, “The Raven.” As cool as that would be, it’s unfortunately FALSE! Poe published “The Raven” in January of 1845, and his first visit to Providence wasn’t until July of 1845. During that brief visit, we’re not even sure Poe got a decent view of the graveyard, as he passed by in the dark of night and his attention was arrested solely on Sarah Helen Whitman in her rose garden. If he spent any time among the graves of St. John’s, it wouldn’t have been until 1848 when he returned to Providence to formally court Sarah Helen Whitman (and at that point his ebony bird had long made him a household name). Providence is connected to a few significant pieces of Poe history, but “The Raven” is not one of them. For example, Poe’s most famous daguerreotype portrait, the “Ultima Thule,” was taken right here in the city in November, 1848. The photo marked a turbulent fortnight for Poe in Providence, and it visually documents a significant period in Poe’s life.


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St. John’s Cathedral from the backyard of 80 Benefit Street (Russell Bright, 2005)


Russell shared a few photos with me that he allowed me to pass on here. After exchanging a few emails, I think it’s safe to say we both walked away with an affirmation of enlightenment and gratitude.


4-Frances, Patricia, Russell Bright, Providence, RI 1947
Russell with his mother and younger sister at their home at 80 Benefit Street (1947)




Happy Birthday, Poe and Helen!

I’m regrettably four days late with this post, but better late than never! On January 19, 2020, we celebrated the 211th anniversary of the birth of Edgar Allan Poe as well as the 217th anniversary of the birth of Sarah Helen Whitman! That’s right, the two shared the same birthday, Helen having been born six years earlier than Poe.

I can’t think of a better occasion to share the news that The Providence Athenaeum and I collaborated after the Ravenous Exhibit to bring Poe permanently to the Athenaeum. This iconic bust of Poe is a copy of a copy of the original that remains in my private collection. He will be displayed above the main entrance of the Athenaeum directly facing a bust of Pallas (how perfectly POEtic) in the center of the library’s pantheon of busts. It’s been an absolute honor to help bring attention to Poe here in Providence and to allow his legacy to live on within the walls of this incredible institution. The same walls surrounded the living Poe while he was here in 1848 courting Sarah Helen Whitman. I can only hope that this endeavor will make future generations who enter the Athenaeum leave with a curiosity about the man portrayed in the melancholy bust above the entryway.

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Here’s a link to The Providence Athenaeum’s Digital Art Collection with more extensive details on the bust: