Alone

by Edgar Allan Poe — a poem card from Justes Mots

A deeply introspective poem in which the speaker reflects on lifelong alienation and emotional isolation from childhood, describing his unique capacity to find meaning and mystery in nature and suffering. Often read autobiographically as Poe's meditation on his outsider status and sensitivity. Resonates with those experiencing alienation or seeking to understand their distinctive inner life.

From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were, I have not seen
As others saw, I could not bring
My passions from a common spring,
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow, I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone,
And all I loved, I loved alone,…

Themes: sympathy · grief · new-baby · reflection