Can anyone explain the meaning of "The Raven" By Edger Allen Poe to me?

Question

When the Raven Speaks "nevermore" and nothing further, does this mean his soul shall be lifted "nevermore" and he's trapped under the shadow of the Raven for eternity?

Thats what I got out of it, Is this correct?

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Answer 1

The raven represents his grief over Lenore, and the constant reminder (Nevermore) that she will never be around again. His inability to get rid of the raven is a statement about the impossibility of relieving his grief.

Answer 2

no when he says nevermore he means lenoire will never come back and h**l be forevermore lonnely

Answer 3

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Answer 4

There are already a number of good answers, so; have you ever asked why the raven is sitting on the bust of Pallas, the goddess of war, wisdom, and art?

Answer 5

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Answer 6

Poe speaks of Lenore his lost love, and the raven, a symbol of sadness speaks that he will never find his love Lenore again and that he is trapped in his depression.

Answer 7

Well I tell ya what matey. Ive owned me a bunch of parrots in me life,and Ive never cared for those stupid ravens and crows.they usually just squak.In the book, when the raven starts speaking,its because he is jealous of the parrot.When he opens his mouth and talks everyone starts laughing at him. So he is so pisssed off, he in essence says, okay,never again.I just wont say anything m**o.Thats my take on it!YARRRRRRRGHHHH!!!

Answer 8

Let's check the old girl out and see if she has withstood the test of time:

*****

The Raven

by E.A. Poe

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary

Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore --

While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,

As of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.

" 'T is some visitor, " I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door--

Only this and nothing more."

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December;

And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.

Eagerly I wished the morrow -- vainly I had sought to borrow

From my books surcease of sorrow -- sorrow for the lost Lenore--

For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore--

Nameless here for evermore.

And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain

Thrilled me -- filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before:

So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating.

" 'T is some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door--

Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door--

That it is and nothing more."

Presently my soul grew stronger: hesitating then no longer,

"Sir, " said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore:

But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,

And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,

That I scarce was sure I heard you"-- here I opened wide the door--

Darkness there and nothing more.

Deep into the darkness peering, long I stood there wondering fearing.

Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to  dream before:

But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,

And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore?"

This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word "Lenore!"--

Merely this and nothing more.

Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,

Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.

"Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice;

Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore--

Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore--

'T is the wind an nothing more!"

Open here i flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,

In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore;

Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;

But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door--

Perched upon a bust of Pallas just a bove my chamber door--

Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,

By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,

"Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven,

Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore--

Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!"

Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

Answer 9

Poe was such a good pet that honestly I don't think there is one good answer unless you talked to him about it. Poetry starts off from the authors ideas but as it gets read and the more people start to come up with their own meanings that is when truly it becomes a master piece. Was the raven talking what is trapped under its shadow, or was it saying nevermore because the shadow represented its past that it doesn't want to see anymore? I think if you think about it long enough you can come up with your own version. And I think that was what Poe's crazy mind was trying to do.