Poem cycle consisting of three poems, “Oceanus” (16 lines), “Clouds” (22 lines), and “Mother Earth” (40 lines); written in November and December 1918. First two poems first published in the
The poems tell of the weirdness to be found in the ocean, the sky, and the earth (“from whence all horrors have their birth”).
Czanek, Joe.
In “The Terrible Old Man,” a thief (of Polish ancestry) who meets a bad end when he attempts to rob an old sea captain of his reputed hoard of Spanish gold and silver.
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Daas, Edward F. (1879–1962).
Amateur journalist in Milwaukee, Wis., who read HPL’s letters and poems in the letter column of the
Daemon of the Valley.
In “Memory,” a supernatural entity who, as “Memory, …wise in lore of the past,” informs a Genie of the former existence and current extinction of the human race.
“Dagon.”
Short story (2,240 words); written July 1917. First published in
The unnamed narrator is about to kill himself after writing his account because he has no more money for the morphine that prevents him from thinking of what he has experienced. A supercargo on a vessel during the Great War, this individual is captured by a German sea-raider but manages to escape five days later in a boat. He drifts in the sea, encountering no land or other ship. One night he falls asleep, awaking to find himself half-sucked in “a slimy expanse of hellish black mire which extended about me in monotonous undulations as far as I could see”; evidently there had been an upheaval of some subterranean land mass while he slept. In a few days the mud dries, permitting the narrator to walk along its vast expanse. He aims for a hummock far in the distance, and when finally attaining it finds himself looking down into “an immeasurable pit or canyon.” Descending the side of the canyon, he notices a “vast and singular object” in the distance: it is a gigantic monolith “whose massive bulk had known the workmanship and perhaps the worship of living and thinking creatures.”
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Stunned by the awareness that such a civilization existed unknown to human science, the narrator explores the monolith, finding repellent marine bas-reliefs and inscriptions on it. But a still greater shock is coming to the narrator, for now a living creature emerges from the waves. He flees, and later finds himself in a San Francisco hospital, having been rescued by an American ship. But his life is shattered; he cannot forget what he has seen, and morphine is only a temporary palliative. His narrative concludes when he writes: “God,
“Dagon” was in part inspired by a dream. In responding to a criticism regarding the narrator’s actions, HPL writes: “…the hero-victim
Some critics have believed that the monster actually appears at the end of the story; but the notion of a hideous creature shambling down the streets of San Francisco is preposterous, and we are surely to believe that the narrator’s growing mania has induced a hallucination. HPL remarked, shortly after writing the story, that “Both [‘The Tomb’ and ‘Dagon’] are analyses of strange monomania, involving hallucinations of the most hideous sort” (HPL to Rheinhart Kleiner, August 27, 1917; “By Post from Providence”).