The Fall of the House of Usher by Harry Clarke, 1919
“While I gazed, this fissure rapidly widened-there came a fierce breath of the whirlwind-the entire orb of the satellite burst at once upon my sight-my brain reeled as I saw the mighty walls rushing asunder-there was a long tumultuous shouting sound like the voice of a thousand waters-and the deep and dank tarn at my feet closed sullenly and silently over the fragments of the “HOUSE of USHER.”-The Fall of the House of Usher, Edgar Allan Poe
Harry Clarke is one of my idols! Thank you so much for featuring his artwork this month!
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I adore him! His work is wonderful. It is my pleasure; it has been fun! FYI-Tomorrow’s post features a Clarke image, too.
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Amazing artwork and the writing isn’t bad either.
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Ha, so I’ve heard…
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Edgar Allan Poe. The only sane voice in the house of my youth.
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Wow, I am not sure whether that is poignant or sublime.
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