Poe sometimes quotes other languages without providing English translations, so it's a good idea to have your phone handy while reading to translate for you. He sometimes blanks out the year or character names for some reason. I also noticed he uses lots of adverbs. (Supposedly, good writers don't use a lot of adverbs, but I'm not convinced that's true.)
The narrators of his stories often go unnamed. I wonder if this is because the reader is supposed to think Poe is the viewpoint character? This seems especially likely in stories where the narrator's name is given as P. or P__. Some of his narrators marry their cousins, like Poe himself did.
Most of his female characters get killed off either by murder or illness. It's interesting that he considers blood letting to be good for one's health, but I guess that was a common belief at the time. Doppelgangers, mesmerism, and being buried alive are frequent themes, as well as hot air balloons, surprisingly. I was also surprised upon a reread by how much he's against democracy (he considers it to be mob rule).
His sole completed novel, The Narrative of A. Gordon Pym of Nantucket, is an adventure novel with mutiny on the high seas, a ghost ship, cannibalism, shark attacks, a polar bear attack, savage natives, and a mysterious new land found near the South Pole. A lot of things about the story don't make sense, such as the natives being afraid of the color white, Pym faithfully copying down marks on a wall that he thinks are naturally occurring, him forgetting that he has a dog, him forgetting they have a way to get food until after resorting to cannibalism, or him wanting to continue adventuring instead of going home after all the harrowing things that happened to him. It's pretty racist, there are no female characters, and it drags at times, so I can't really recommend it.
His writing hasn't aged well in regards to his depiction of women, Native Americans, the Dutch, Jews, and Black people. He also ridicules people for being fat or short, or having big butts. However, some of his stories still manage to hold up. I'd say his best stories are Murders in the Rue Morgue, Ligeia, The Assignation, William Wilson, Berenice, The Fall of the House of Usher, and The Masque of the Red Death. Honorable mentions go to The Black Cat, Ms. Found in a Bottle, The Cask of Amontillado, Metzengerstein, and The Facts in the Case of M. Valdemar.
Murders in the Rue Morgue
Some think of Murders in the Rue Morgue as the first detective story, however E.T.A. Hoffman's Mademoiselle de Scuderi is decades earlier. Nevertheless, Poe's detective at least predates Sherlock Holmes.
The narrator starts by comparing draughts, chess, and whist and says cards require more analytical skill. His friend Dupin uses deductive reasoning to correctly guess what he was thinking about as they walk down the street, showing off his analytical skills.
The two of them learn of a particularly gruesome double murder in the newspaper. One victim was strangled and stuffed up a chimney, while the other victim was decapitated inside a locked room. Gold was left behind, so robbery wasn't the motive. Dupin thinks the police can't see the forest by focusing too much on the trees. Since he owes a favor to the accused, and knows the Prefect of Police, he decides to look into the murders himself. I like that he points out how often coincidences happen without people noticing. One of Poe's best stories.
The Black Cat
In The Black Cat, a man who loves animals becomes alcoholic and physically abuses his wife and his pets. He cuts one of his cat's eyes open, then hangs it from a tree just because he knows it's wrong, like when a person breaks a law just for the sake of breaking it.
His house then burns down and the only wall still standing has the figure of a hanged cat upon it. He adopts another black cat with one eye which he grows to loathe because it adores him. A patch of white hair on the cat resemble the gallows. He fears to abuse this cat.
After the cat almost trips him down the stairs, however, he tries to kill it with an axe. His wife stops him and he kills her instead. He walls her body up, but the police find it due to the wailing of the cat that was walled up with her. Reminiscent of The Tell-Tale Heart, but this story is better because there's more to it.
Ligeia
In Ligeia, a man reflects upon his dead wife. He realizes he doesn't know her patronymic or remember exactly how they met, only that he was madly in love with her. She was the most beautiful woman ever and stepped so lightly he couldn't hear her footfalls. There's something mysterious about her eyes he can't quite put his finger on. They are larger than normal, but there's more to it than that. She was more learned than anybody he knew. Although placid, she possessed a fierce energy.
As she neared death from an illness, she professed her love for her husband. She writes a really good poem about the Conqueror Worm. She attempts to resist death through force of will, but dies anyway. He grieves her loss and uses part of his fortune to refurbish an abbey. Then he marries Lady Rowena. He hates his new wife as he's still in love with the former. He becomes an opium addict. His second wife gets sick and thinks she sees and hears things. He thinks it's just the demonic decorations on the drapes blowing in the wind. She dies. Her body is reanimated, but it is Ligeia, not Rowena. The story ends there and I can't help wonder what happens next. In my opinion, this is one of Poe's best stories.
The Assignation
In Venice, a child slips from its mother's arms and falls from a window into a canal. A stranger rescues the child and our narrator gives him a ride home in his gondola. The mother is the Marchesa Aphrodite. The stranger has a painting of her and seems to be pining a lost love. They both poison themselves. This story ends abruptly, but I like that it doesn't overexplain. The prose is exquisite, making it one of my favorites.
Ms. Found in a Bottle
During a storm, our narrator is thrown from his ship and winds up in another. The crew either can't see him or don't acknowledge him. They're all old and speak an unknown language. They're headed to the South Pole.
William Wilson
William Wilson (not his real name) attends a boarding school where all his classmates defer to him except for one who has the same first and last name as him. They both started school the same day and were also born on the same day. They were rivals, but also friends.
Wilson takes advantage of the other Wilson's inability to speak louder than a whisper with practical jokes and the other Wilson retaliates in kind. Wilson hates that others think they're related, so the other Wilson, who is already physically similar, dresses, acts, and speaks like him (at least, as well as he can in his whisper voice.) No one else realizes his impersonation but our narrator.
Wilson changes schools. Years later, at Oxford, he's winning at cards when someone enters the room and reveals he's cheating. Wilson leaves Oxford, but the other Wilson follows him around the world, stopping him from doing great harm. Wilson eventually challenges the other Wilson to a duel and kills him, but the other Wilson says he's also killed himself for they have the same face. Is Wilson his conscience? A long-lost twin? Someone who coincidentally looks like him? I love that it's not spelled out.
Berenice
"Either the memory of past bliss is the anguish of to-day, or the agonies which are have their origin in the ecstasies which might have been."
Egaeus has a memory of existing before his birth. His cousin/fiancé Berenice used to be vivacious, but disease changed her. She's no longer as beautiful and goes into trances. Egaeus has a disease that makes him focus for hours on small details like a shadow, or flame, or a scent, or a word. He becomes obsessed with her teeth. She dies of epilepsy. He experiences amnesia, only later realizing that he dug up her grave and took her teeth. Also, she was still alive. What a messed up ending! I love it.
The Fall of the House of Usher
Our narrator visits his friend Roderick Usher. The House of Usher itself gives him the creeps. Roderick has wasted away much since our narrator last saw him. Roderick's malady involves sensory overload. He's only comfortable in the dimmest light and only enjoys bland food. Most sounds and smells disgust him. He lives in fear and hasn't left his house in years.
His twin sister Madeline is his last living relative. She is gravely ill and soon dies. Fearing grave robbers, Usher intends to intern her body in a vault inside the house for a fortnight before final burial.
Usher believes his house is sentient. One night, a storm rages outside and a strange light is seen. Our narrator reads a story about a knight and a dragon. Coincidentally, when he reads a passage about noise, he hears a similar noise in real life. It turns out Madeline was buried alive. She has just enough energy to collapse upon her twin who also dies. Narrator runs from the house, which is utterly destroyed by the storm.
The Cask of Amontillado
Montresor wants revenge against Fortunato, but doesn't specify why. It's carnival season in Italy, so Fortunato is dressed like a motley fool with bells on his cap. Montresor wears a black mask. There's some funny moments such as the mason/masonry joke. Montresor uses reverse psychology on both Fortunato (tells him the catacombs are too damp, they should leave, which makes him press on) and his servants (tells them to not leave the house knowing they will.) Unlike the narrators in many of Poe's other stories, this murderer gets away with it. A good story, but it felt too short.
Metzengerstein
In Hungary, two families were hostile to each other: Metzengerstein and Berlifitzing. Frederick, Baron Metzengerstein, upon his inheritance at 18, engaged in all sorts of debaucheries. The castle of his rival, Wilhelm Count Berlifitzing, catches fire. The Baron looks at a tapestry, and to his surprise, the horse moves when he looks away. Going outside, he sees the same horse which seemed to come from Berlifitzing's stables, but they say the horse isn't theirs. A portion of the tapestry is suddenly missing. The Count dies in the fire. The Baron becomes obsessed with the horse and shuns all social engagements only to ride. His palace catches fire one night while he was riding. The horse takes him into the burning palace and he's unable to stop it. I don't remember reading this story before, a pleasant surprise.
The Masque of the Red Death
A pestilence called the Red Death causes sharp pain, dizziness, bleeding from the pores, and then death in half an hour. Prince Prospero summons a thousand friends to seclude themselves in one of his estates, welding the gates shut to prevent anyone from coming or going. It's well-provisioned and there's much entertainment to wait out the plague. After a few months, the prince throws a masked ball. He sets up seven rooms with no light inside. Each has light from outside shining through a stained glass window, giving each room a different tint. Few dare set foot inside the black room with the blood red window. There's a black clock in the room that agitates everyone every time it strikes the hour.
At the stroke of midnight, the guests notice a masked figure they hadn't noticed before which fills them with horror and disgust. The figure is dressed like a corpse who succumbed to the Red Death. Angry, Prospero orders the figure to be unmasked and hanged at sunrise, but none dare approach. Wielding a knife, Prospero charges at the figure himself, but falls down dead. The revelers remove the costume, but there's no one underneath. They all die, as does the clock. One of Poe's best. This story actually gave me chills when I was reading it.
The Facts in the Case of M. Valdemar
Our narrator is a mesmerist named P__. (Poe?) He wants to see if mesmerism at the point of death will extend life, so he mesmerizes Valdemar upon his death bed. He lives longer than expected in a peaceful sleep and he's able to respond to questions by talking in his sleep. He then dies, but continues speaking. They leave him in this state for months. They finally awaken him from the trance and his body immediately decomposes into liquid.
Poe's most famous for his horror stories, but he also wrote detective fiction, science fiction, philosophical dialogues, essays, and quite a lot of humor. I don't think his humor holds up for the most part, but his funniest stories are the darkly humorous How to Write a Blackwood Article, Loss of Breath, and Never Bet the Devil Your Head.
How to Write a Blackwood Article
This may be Poe's only story told from a woman's point of view, but he does it to make fun of literary women. Poe seems to make fun of the way he himself writes as well with advice to write about macabre topics, focus on sensation, and throw in obscure references and foreign phrases to make yourself seem erudite.
Signora Psyche Zenobia (Suky Snobbs) is advised to almost die somehow and focus on the sensations of the experience so her article will be realistic. She's advised to avoid talking about something directly and to always use insinuations. She follows all the advice she's been given and writes a story titled A Predicament.
The story humorously changes styles between laconic, overwrought, and melancholy. It's amusingly repetitious. However, there are also offensive descriptions of her negro servant. It's funny when she gets the allusions and foreign phrases wrong. She describes climbing a single step as if it's epic. Her dog understands English and she can speak German. She gets her head stuck in a clock tower and nearly gets decapitated by the minute hand. Her eye pops out of her head and looks at her with insolence. Her head is cut off and she wonders whether the head or the body is the real her. Pretty funny.
Loss of Breath
While calling his wife names and yelling at her the day after their wedding, Mr. Lackobreath loses his breath and can only speak in guttural tones. Taking a coach to the city, a fat man falls asleep on him, dislocating all his limbs. Thinking him dead because he has no breath, he's thrown out of the coach. It runs over him, breaking both his arms and his trunk is thrown out, breaking his skull. A doctor begins dissecting him, then leaves for dinner. Lackobreath escapes, but gets mistaken for a prisoner headed to the gallows. He puts on such a good show twitching at the end of the rope, the crowd calls for an encore. He's put in a public vault and checks out the corpses. Fat-shames one, then criticizes a thin corpse who objects. His neighbor Mr. Windenough was also mistaken for dead after he caught someone else's breath. He gets his breath back and they escape. Hilarious dark humor.
Never Bet the Devil Your Head
When he was an infant, Toby Dammit's mother beat him until he was as black as an African, but unfortunately, she was left-handed so instead of beating evil out of him, she beat evil into him. By the time he was one year old, he had a moustache and cursed. He refused to sign the Temperance pledge, etc. He liked to bet the devil his head until one day, the devil takes him up on it and he loses it. The homeopaths try to cure him, but unfortunately, he dies of his lost head a few days later. Pretty funny.