You read to me, I’ll read to you by John Ciardi, drawings by Edward Gorey
EDWARD GOREY'S ELEPHANT HOUSE
Whether Come By Epiplectic Bicycle with broken spoke or by willowdale handcar, Enter all Doubtful Guests, Hapless Children, Beastly Babies, Wuggly Umps, Gilded Bats, Osbick Birds, Deranged Cousins, Abandoned Socks, Lost Lions, Dancing Cats, Neglected Murderesses, Loathsome Couples, Prune People, Unknown Vegetables, Headless Busts, Welcome to This Deadly edward Blotter where this gorey party never dwindles.
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Four Existentialist Theologians, Cover design by George Giusti. Typography by Edward Gorey.
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The Monster Den or Look What Happened at My House - and to it by John Ciardi, drawings by Edward Gorey.
Penny Candy by Edward Fenton, drawings by Edward Gorey.
Harry Vernon At Prep by Franc Smith, cover art by Edward Gorey.
A small and sinister snow seems to be coming down relentlessly at present. The radio says it is eventually going to be sleet and rain, but I don’t think so; I think it is just going to go on and on, coming down, until the whole world…etc. It has that look.
Neither mine nor other people’s prospects seem particularly pleasing just at the moment, and I have fantasies of going to Iceland, never to return. As it is, I tell myself not to remember the past, not to hope or fear for the future, and not to think in the present, a comprehensive program that will undoubtedly have very little success.
Mr Oswell’s shock at finding them together in the bathtub having proved fatal, Larry and Freddie were free to be married by a sympathetic clergyman in Niantic, Connecticut.
(one of Edward Gorey’s Happy Endings in National Lampoon, March 1973)
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I just got a rather nasty shock. In looking for something or other I came across the fact that one of my cats is about to be nine years old, and that another of them will shortly thereafter be eight; I have been labouring under the delusion they were about five and six. And yesterday I happened to notice in the mirror that while I have long since grown used to my beard being very grey indeed, I was not prepared to discover that my eyebrows are becoming noticeably shaggy. I feel the tomb is just around the corner. And there are all these books I haven’t read yet, even if I am simultaneously reading at least twenty…
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Man on Horseback by Gerard ter Borch, 1634
…”Thank you for the Xerox of the C. S. Lewis article; you are remarkably thoughtful. Also for the Gerard ter Borch “Cavalier.” It put me in mind of a slightly curious idea I had for a visual anthology in which all the subjects would have their backs to the viewer; I have several Japanese prints of poets, and at least one of a puppy in this position, and I’m sure a quite respectable book could be got together from all times and places.” - Edward Gorey, 1968
![I’m all right (this is only sepia ink, not blood), but I’m so distracted from?/by? drawing that I just can’t cope with anything else for the present, however long that is.
O the horror of it all….(I think this is a shade more poetic than ‘Oh, the….etc.’)
The Penguin Epic of Gilgamesh is one of the great Dismal Works.
Excuse handwriting.
Yr friend, E.G.
[a letter from Edward Gorey to Peter F. Neumeyer dated February 2, 1969]](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lu6za2n73C1qhtqgho1_400.jpg)
I’m all right (this is only sepia ink, not blood), but I’m so distracted from?/by? drawing that I just can’t cope with anything else for the present, however long that is.
O the horror of it all….(I think this is a shade more poetic than ‘Oh, the….etc.’)
The Penguin Epic of Gilgamesh is one of the great Dismal Works.
Excuse handwriting.
Yr friend, E.G.
[a letter from Edward Gorey to Peter F. Neumeyer dated February 2, 1969]
Edward Gorey and Peter F. Neumeyer in 1968 on a buoy in Barnstable Harbor on Cape Cod.
Edward St. John Gorey by Don Bachardy, graphite on paper, 1974
We did I think talk about your feeling of it’s fun to be square, and while I’ll go along with the Borges-like ramifications, I don’t think I was the one who thought it up. In the past my justification for my self-conscious oddness of appearance (by now I figure this is the way I look, and it would not only be more self-conscious but also uncomfortable to change) was that people would think their impression of oddity came simply from the way I looked, and eventually become (hopefully) pleasantly surprised that I was not nearly as much of a nut as I looked, and was really quite ordinary, which is also true I think. It seemed preferable to people thinking ‘Well, he looked perfectly ordinary and then it became apparent there was something wrong with his head…’ Of course now practically everybody to my middle aged way of thinking looks too peculiar for words, and only very infrequently attractive at the same time.
