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Howard Phillips Lovecraft, (1890 - 1937) is in the top rank of American writers in the genre of the macabre. Since publication of The Outsider and Others in 1939, his work has been published in many parts of the world, widely anthologised, and filmed. His books include The Survivor and Others, The Dream Quest of Unknown Kadath, The Doom That Came to Sarnath, Fungi from YugHoward Phillips Lovecraft, (1890 - 1937) is in the top rank of American writers in the genre of the macabre. Since publication of The Outsider and Others in 1939, his work has been published in many parts of the world, widely anthologised, and filmed. His books include The Survivor and Others, The Dream Quest of Unknown Kadath, The Doom That Came to Sarnath, Fungi from Yuggoth and Other Poems, The Tomb and Other Tales, At the Mountains of Madness, The Lurker at the Threshold (Lovecraft and Derleth) and The Lurking Fear. Lovecrat was born and lived most of his life in Providence, Rhode Island.1."Foreword", by August Derleth2."Providence"3."On a Grecian Colonnade in a Park"4."Old Christmas"5."New England Fallen"6."On a New England Village Seen by Moonlight"7."Astrophobos"8."Sunset"9."To Pan"10."A Summer Sunset and Evening"11."To Mistress Sophia Simple, Queen of the Cinema"12."A Year Off"13."Sir Thomas Tryout"14."Phaeton"15."August"16."Death"17."To a Youth"18."My Favorite Character"19."To Templeton and Mount Monadnock"20."The Poe-et's Nightmare"21."Lament for the Vanished Spider"22."Regnar Lodbrug's Epicedium"23."Little Sam Perkins"24."Drinking Song from the Tomb"25."The Ancient Track"26."The Eidolon"27."The Nightmare Lake"28."The Outpost"29."The Rutted Road"30."The Wood"31."The House"32."The City"33."Hallowe'en in a Suburb"34."Primavera"35."October"36."To a Dreamer"37."Despair"38."Nemesis"39."Yule Horror"40."To Mr. Finlay, Upon His Drawing for Mr. Bloch's Tale, 'The Faceless God'"41."Where Once Poe Walked"42."Christmas Greetings to Mrs. Phillips Gamwell—1925"43."Brick Row"44."The Messenger"45."To Klarkash-ton, Lord of Averoigne"46."Psychopompos"47."The Book"48."Pursuit"49."The Key"50."Recognition"51."Homecoming"52."The Lamp"53."Zaman's Hill"54."The Port"55."The Courtyard"56."The Pigeon-Flyers"57."The Well"58."The Howler"59."Hesperia"60."Star Winds"61."Antarkos"62."The Window"63."A Memory"64."The Gardens of Yin"65."The Bells"66."Night Gaunts"67."Nyarlathotep"68."Azathoth"69."Mirage"70."The Canal"71."St. Toad's"72."The Familiars"73."The Elder Pharos"74."Expectancy"75."Nostalgia"76."Background"77."The Dweller"78."Alienation"79."Harbour Whistles"80."Recapture"81."Evening Star"82. "Continuity"Cover Illustration: Gervasio Gallardo...

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Fungi from Yuggoth and Other Poems Reviews

  • Oscar
    2019-02-27 06:37

    La noche del 16 de marzo de 1970, como homenaje al Maestro de Providence, 158 estudiantes y tres profesores leyeron a la luz de las antorchas 'Hongos de Yuggoth'. Y es que la obra de Lovecraft es y será intemporal. A pesar de que nunca llegó a ser un escritor profesional (únicamente vendió uno de sus relatos), fueron muchos los escritores que le admiraron. Lovecraft fue una persona extraña, maniática, que sufría constantes pesadillas, misántropo declarado. Pero esto no es relevante, porque lo más importante son los relatos y poemas que nos dejó.La lectura de 'Hongos de Yuggoth' sabe a poco. Uno está acostumbrado a sumergirse de lleno en las atmósferas creadas por Lovecraft, y sus poemas no logran trasladarte enteramente a esos ambientes. Pero esto no es óbice para dejar de disfrutar con algunas de las escenas que nos pinta, como si de postales se tratase, y vislumbrar los mundos de pesadilla creados por HP.El libro está dividido en dos partes. La primera, 'Hongos de Yuggoth', se compone de 36 poemas, algunos de ellos con una trama en común, siendo todos muy cortos. La segunda parte, de nombre 'Poemas fantásticos', tiene 16 poemas independientes. La edición española es muy completa, ya que incluye tanto el poema original como su traducción, con lo que se pueden comparar ambas versiones. Recomendaría este libro sobre todo a los seguidores de la obra de Lovecraft, para poder profundizar en su mundo.I. El libro.El lugar era oscuro y polvoriento, un rincón perdidoen un laberinto de viejas callejuelas junto a los muelles,que olían a cosas extrañas traídas de ultramar,entre curiosos jirones de niebla que el viento del Oeste dispersaba.Unos cristales romboidales, velados por el humo y la escarcha,dejaban apenas ver los montones de libros, como árboles retorcidospudriéndose del suelo al techo... ventisquerosde un saber antiguo que se desmoronaba a precio de saldo.Entré, hechizado, y de un montón cubierto de telarañascogí el volumen más a mano y lo hojeé al azar,temblando al leer raras palabras que parecían guardaralgún secreto, monstruoso para quien lo descubriera.Después buscando algún viejo vendedor taimado,sólo encontré el eco de una risa.

  • Alex Sarll
    2019-02-25 10:31

    In the stories for which he's best known, Lovecraft's Other is always a shattering encounter with the horrific and vile. Even in the Dunsany-homages of his Dreamlands stories, beast-gods lurk and dark fates await. But in these sonnets, for all the queer books, baleful doings and ominous doors, there's also a sense that the world beyond might have wonders too, might explain the yearning dissatisfaction the dreamer feels with this one. And seeing the other side of the coin attends to one of the lacks I normally find in HPL, the reason I usually prefer the more bittersweet visions of Dunsany, Clark Ashton Smith or Machen to his sheer bleakness. In short, some of these are just plain beautiful:XXVIII. ExpectancyI cannot tell why some things hold for meA sense of unplumbed marvels to befall,Or of a rift in the horizon's wallOpening to worlds where only gods can be.There is a breathless, vague expectancy,As of vast ancient pomps I half recall,Or wild adventures, uncorporeal,Ecstasy-fraught, and as a day-dream free.It is in sunsets and strange city spires,Old villages and woods and misty downs,South winds, the sea, low hills, and lighted towns,Old gardens, half-heard songs, and the moon's fires.But though its lure alone makes life worth living,None gains or guesses what it hints at giving.

  • Octavio Villalpando
    2019-03-23 04:18

    Poco se habla de la poesía de Lovecraft, sin embargo, si solo se han leído sus cuentos, debo decir que tal vez, si, tal vez, ¡aún no han leído nada!¡Éstas letras hielan el alma! Su poesía tiene una cualidad tal cual si se tratara de uno de los capiteles que abundan en su obra, rematando construcciones de una arquitectura no imaginada por ningún ente humano. Aquí Lovecraft nos revela sus más íntimos anhelos, y para horror nuestro, ¡éstos son tan terribles que son capaces de petrificar nuestras almas! Su poesía es la cereza en el pastel que corona su obra. Por favor, trate de leerla en inglés, ninguna traducción puede dar plena idea de lo que nuestro amado Extraño trató de expresar. Ah, y encima de todo no se corta en rendir tributo a el Señor Poe, una de nuestras más grandes influencias...

  • Lalo
    2019-03-07 06:37

    No es que sea un libro de 2 estrellas, es que los poemas simplemente no se me dan muy bien; de todos modos están , en mi pobre opinión, muy rebuscados y con palabras muy rimbombantes y ya anacrónicas en la época que salieron publicados.

  • Mery_B
    2019-03-10 04:29

    3,5It is the land where beauty's meaning flowers;where every unplaced memory has a source;where the great river Time begins its coursedown the vast void in starlit streams of hours.Dreams bring us close - but ancient lore repeatsthat human tread has never soiled these streets.HesperiaI cannot tell why some things hold for mea sense of unplumbed marvels to befall,or of a rift in the horizon's wallopening to worlds where only gods can be.There is a breathless, vague expectancy,as of vast ancient pomps I half recall,or wild adventures, uncorporeal,ecstasy-fraught, and as a day-dream free.It is in sunsets and strange city spires,old villages and woods and misty downs,south winds, the sea, low hills, and lighted towns,old gardens, half-heard songs, and the moon's fires.But though its lure alone makes life worth living,none gains or guesses what it hints at giving.Expectancy

  • Qhlueme
    2019-02-22 02:18

    I accidentally chanced upon Lovecraft while browsing shelves at my local city library during my high school days. From the first story, Lovecraft had mesmerized me with his incredible use of words, and I admit, with his use of ancient and obsolete words. Eventually I got to his poems, of which the epic lay "Fungi from Yuggoth" is one of his most famous efforts. When i first read this Horatian, I felt only the supernaturally positive emotions of amazement, anxiety, wonder, fear, mystery, and eeriness. Now years distant from high school, I recently took up again my favorite copy of this short lay. I have read many words and seen terrible things both scary and ghastly. So now, in the light of further experience in the real world, Lovecraft’s words, while distinguished, do not carry me away with the same ease they once did. I respect the poem, and greatly respect the author. However, the chill is lifted, the streets are not so scary, they cold gulfs and mystic shrines and unspeakable forms are curiosities now, co-regions and co-inhabitants of a shared cosmos, not aliens to cower to. I have read recently that Yuggoth has companions five, or perhaps there are six compeer yuggothoids loosely sharing their wildly elliptical orbits around the small dim star at the center of their system.

  • Carlos
    2019-02-23 04:48

    This little volume (edited by August Derleth) brings together a sampling of H.P. Lovecraft's better poetry. While I've often heard the opinion that Lovecraft's poetry is quite poor, reading this gave me the impression that's not an entirely fair. If there's one weakness to HPL's poetry, it's his archaism. This is especially true of the earlier works, where Lovecraft indulges his most Edwardian inclinations. The later poetry, beginning with The Ancient Track, while still somewhat old fashioned in style captures a pleasant weird vibe. Especially worthwhile is "The Fungi From Yuggoth," which features thirty-six different sonnets. Some are little scary stories in their own right, while others aim more for the sense of the numinous that often accompanies the horrible in HPL's fiction. While Lovecraft is arguably not the best weird poet of his era--that title would probably go to Clark Ashton Smith--I would argue he's worth reading for anyone in seeing this curious overlap betwixt the poetic and the uncanny.

  • Donald Armfield
    2019-03-19 02:27

    I'm not a big fan of rhyming poetry the sonnets have a nice flow to them though. Being a fan of prose makes it hard to enjoy rhyming poetry.....I'm sure some people will agree with me. Of 36 poems I only found four that I actually could put a like on.My favorites:* The Howler* A Memory * Night-Gaunts* St. Toad's

  • Prospero
    2019-03-01 05:30

    Lovecraft's poetic ravings achieve such levels of cosmic badness that they're almost good. I was entertained for mostly the wrong reasons.

  • Michael
    2019-03-11 08:40

    Eldritch rugose noisome squamousIchor cyclopean lugubriousN’dai, n’gha ‘gha ‘ghaa, bugg-shoggog, y’hahGibbous eidolon Tsathoggua!Leng?-m

  • Mariana
    2019-03-18 09:44

    Al ser traducidos al español siento que los poemas pierden ese ritmo con el que están escritos en su idioma original, lo bueno de esta edición es que trae el poema original y la traducción. Algunos poemas son hermosos (tenebrosos quizá, pero hermosos), otros dan miedo, y están los que hicieron que le diera 4 y no 5 estrellas, no porque sean malos (en lo que no tengo idea, no puedo calificar la poesía, pero si el cómo me sentí) sino porque no entendí que fue lo que pasó, son como caos, tuve que leer más de dos veces el mismo poema porque sentía que me perdía de algo.

  • Diego Diaz
    2019-03-19 08:38

    Horribles, demenciales, oniricos mundos en donde criaturas impensables reptan. Donde Dioses inimaginables rigen.¿Que mejor forma de describir lo indescriptible que con poesía?

  • Spikkee
    2019-02-27 07:34

    Excelente recopilación de poemas de horror muy recomendable

  • Ignacio
    2019-03-24 02:42

    Edición bilingüe de Valdemar. Imposible evitar leerlo sin imaginar cómo sonoría como un disco conceptual de metal progresivo :)

  • Jennifer B.
    2019-03-20 07:47

    I enjoyed Lovecraft's clever and creepy turns of phrase in this bilingual and illustrated volume that I was fortunate enough to find at the public library.

  • Oskar Tokugawa
    2019-03-22 09:41

    Traducido no vale nada :(

  • Омаира
    2019-03-08 08:32

    4'5 Howard Phillips Lovecraft además de escribir relatos también le interesaba enormemente la poesía y en esta antología encontramos tanto la versión original como la española.Nuestro Lovecraft cuando se pone poeta no cambia de estilo ni mucho menos, pues podemos apreciar su exceso de adjetivación y la aparición de Dioses y otras criaturas que inmortalizo hace ya casi cien años. Tampoco en su poesía abandona los temas que durante toda su vida abordará, pues se trata de un trabajo que al igual que su narrativa pretende trasmitir la insignificancia del ser humano en el cosmos y sus poemas más prematuros beben claramente de aquellas desenfrenadas lecturas de las obras homéricas en el desván de su casa. No hay mucho más que decir, aunque tengo que destacar que la traducción me ha gustado bastante. Como siempre los de Valdemar cumplen su encomienda de forma sobresaliente. Pero antes de concluir tengo que hablar de la introducción que, a mi parecer, ha pecado a veces de demasiada subjetividad. En concreto me molesto bastante que dijeran que la correspondencia que mantenía con otros autores HPL era “inútil” y “si no hubiese sido un caballero y no hubiese escrito tanta carta habría dejado más relatos”, en el caso de que fuese así, no tienes ningún derecho a juzgarlo. Además decir eso es saber bien poco del autor, porque yo que todavía no sé ni una ínfima parte de lo que saben verdaderos adeptos a la corriente lovecraftiana, entiendo lo mucho que HPL trasmite en sus cartas, no solo información o ideas para sus futuros relatos, también sus opiniones en diversos temas y su forma de vida –que tal vez a muchos no os interese, pero a mí sí–, y por supuesto jamás se me ocurriría despreciar su labor epistolar como con tanta facilidad lo hacen otros. "HESPERIALa puesta de sol invernal, refulgiendo tras las agujas Y las chimeneas medio desprendidas de esta esfera sombría, Abre grandes puertas a algún año olvidado De antiguos esplendores y deseos divinos. Futuras maravillas arden en aquellos fuegos Cargados de aventura y sin sombra de temor; Una hilera de esfinges indica el camino Entre trémulos muros y torreones hacia liras lejanas.Es la tierra donde florece el sentido de la belleza, Donde todo recuerdo inexplicado tiene su fuente, Donde el gran río del Tiempo inicia su curso descendiendo Por el vasto vacío en sueños de horas iluminadas por las estrellas. Los sueños nos acercan... pero un saber antiguo Repite que el pie humano no ha hollado jamás estas calles."ᴄᴀᴛʜᴜʀʏᴀ ғᴜᴇʀᴀ.

  • Nicole Cushing
    2019-03-18 06:43

    I actually read this small collection of poems as an e-book available from Amazon (not this print version). However, I didn't see the ebook listed, so I chose this -- since this is the closest thing to the version I read.With that out of the way...onto the review.I came away from this book convinced that HPL may have been a better poet than a prose writer. Without the ideas that evolved from his plots, the sort of imagery spotlighted in this collection wouldn't exist. Still, it seems that the rigid form of the sonnet does something to effectively harness the power of HPL's prose. It reigns in some of the purple-ness. It prevents him from embarking on misadventures in dialogue. It provides a distilled version of HPL (I think).A few of the poems are wistful, even poignant (I'm as much a fan of contemplating the cold indifference of the cosmos as anyone else, but I found it a nice change of pace to read a poem like "Alienation" and find myself seized by a sense that HPL was likely talking very much about himself and the alienation he (and all "dreamers", creative types, and SF folks in general) experience from our families and friends.Not every poem works (for me), but the vast majority do. I'm very glad I read this. Wish I'd read it sooner.

  • Eleanor Toland
    2019-03-20 08:23

    H.P. Lovecraft might not have been technically the greatest of poets — this sequence of 36 sonnets includes such clumsiness as rhyming 'evil' with 'devil' — but his poetry hums with a sense of cosmic wonder, a simultaneous fear and marvel in the alien, the unknowable. Much has been written about Lovecraft's evocation of horror, but less about the sense of awe in his work, the reverence in the presence of the godlike, totally inhuman entities he writes about. The line between fear and wonder in these poems is membranously thin. Lovecraft dreams of celestial cities whose streets, he notes with evident approval, "human tread has never soiled", then a dead face that "called me by my name". A sense of identification with the alien is palpable in these poems, which is interesting considering Lovecraft was a xenophobe in life. "Evening Star" burns with distaste for modern society and yearning for other worlds, and that dissatisfaction is expressed even more strongly in "Alienation", about a character who yearns to leave reality behind and dwell entirely in dreams. Objects around float nebulous and dim -False, phantom trifles of some vaster plan.His folk and friends are now an alien throngTo which he struggles vainly to belong.

  • Acer Pseudoplantatus
    2019-03-25 06:40

    I must admit that many of the sonnets had wonderful moments language-wise, but overall I was disappointed in spite of my low expectations. What at first seemed to be a narrative series of sonnets quickly broke of into unconnected poems that were "narrative" without having any narration for the most part. And they are quite formulaic; description of something mystical/dark in a poetic language in the beginning and using the final ones to speak of "THE HORROR" without revealing it. Some are incoherent and make little sense, however not in a way that would imply a fictitious author's madness but in a way that hints more towards sloppy writing. It is a pity, since the poetic potential is evident, even though at times the flow could have been significantly better, that wonderful phrasings are wasted in an attempt to make the sonnet something which it is not, namely a good device for narrative. And it is especially bothersome that almost none of the scraps of narrative provided is actually good.

  • Bradley
    2019-03-12 02:42

    Re-reading some of my favorite horror stories, consuming the stories as if they were some strange wines that I have kept in the basement, hidden amongst vintages less divine; with such labels blackened unreadable and corks re-affixed with age-blooded wax. Why they were hidden away in such corners of my cavern, I may never know, because I never placed them there. I just discovered and drank them with great relish. My highly eccentric taste, my refined palate, simply desired such an ancient drop of vine. I hardly noticed the copper filling my nose as I drank it down. It was only, much later, that I discovered my two cats had torn themselves to shreds. My little Olthar was still trying to consume Miss Mittens, although I could not see how Olthar could breathe with Miss Mitten's whole head inside his mouth. I giggled and looked about me... my copy of Lovecraft horrors looked half-melted and was crawling up my arm like a caterpillar. I said, "Nice."

  • (_.- Jared -._) ₪ Book Nerd ₪
    2019-03-13 06:35

    Gotta love the craft that is HP Lovecraft! HP Lovecraft has a masterful way of of crawling under your skin and inciting your buried fears and hidden madness. Most critics don't touch on how his writing can sometimes make one feel lost and confused in a foreign alien dark abyss to the point of madness. This is where the fear is incited in me from his writing. He has an artful way of creating an atmosphere of the horrific and the mysterious unknown. In this book, he attempts to replicate this with his poems. While he may not be the most he greatest of poets from a technical aspect, he does achieve his real goal, his true passion of horror. If you read this expecting a genius talent of poetry, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. on the other hand however if you're looking for poetic ravings of horror and madness, traveling through the abyss of the Lovecraft's darkness, then you'll love it!

  • Andy
    2019-03-01 06:32

    I consciously or unconsciously put off reading this mostly because I prefer prose to poetry (I still do), but I should have read this sooner. This is a very atmospheric experience, reading this in one sitting. There's some really good imagery and turns of phrase here, they certainly transport one into another world. Some of these sonnets express the horrific and otherworldly, many others delve into the nostalgic.Several of these sonnets brought to mind ideas from the stories like "The Well" has a similar theme to "The Colour Out of Space," "The Familiars" is obviously referencing "The Dunwich Horror" and "The Window" certainly brought to mind "The Music of Erich Zann." There are other examples as well.

  • Timothy Ferguson
    2019-03-15 07:38

    This is a cycle of 32 sonnets, originally published piecemeal. It lacks a central narrative, and has no enduring theme beyond a suggestive melancholy. If you already enjoy other Lovecraftian materials, it is interesting in that it was the first time he mentioned many things which were expanded in his later works. Interesting as an exercise, and worth a listen, but not as enduring as some of his other verses. Available from Internet Archive.This review first appeared on book coasters

  • Lucas
    2019-03-06 02:18

    Like a lot of authors Lovecraft first considered himself a poet, then revised that into an author. Much like his hero Poe, Lovecraft wrote poetry throughout his life even though he had no hope of it being published. After his death, his poetry was gathered and published by Delerth through Arkamhouse, as far as I know (and I haven’t looked) this is the only paperback of his poetry. Available through Balintine in their old ”adult fantasy” line that Lin Carter edited for so long. An entertaining look into a hidden aspect of a favorite author.

  • Danny
    2019-03-13 02:33

    A 36-poem sonnet cycle about flying fungi from outer space--just what you'd expect from Lovecraft. The cycle contains moments of genuine inspiration, but lacks discipline. Lovecraft makes for a somewhat clumsy sonneteer: the cycle seems unsure of itself (should it be "cohesive" or not?) and his formal mixtures of the Petrarchan and Shakespearean structures are more odd than effective. Nevertheless, this is worth reading as another curious specimen of Lovecraftiana.

  • Randolph Carter
    2019-03-13 04:24

    The only thing horrible about this book is the verse itself. Some sort of Swinburne pastiche. Lovecraft's range is from bad to appalling. The early poems are particularly awful. It is a good thing that Lovecraft stuck mostly to fiction. Only for the Lovecraft, or Ballantine Adult Fantasy completist. Caveat Lector!

  • Bernardo Arcos Álvarez
    2019-03-08 09:48

    Poesía ominosa, oscura y llena de misterio; se trata de instantáneas que transportan a los distintos horrores cósmicos de Lovecraft, portales a sus mundos y universos fuera de toda lógica, y ajenos a nuestro entendimiento, todo llevado a cabo como un intrincado arreglo, en el inglés más complejo que se puede encontrar.

  • Perry Lake
    2019-03-17 07:23

    Great horror poetry does not always mean great poetry. As a fan of Lovecraft's horror, I loved this book. But, as a critic once said, "Lovecraft was a bad poet."Still, if you're expecting only tentacled terrors from beyond, you might enjoy reading his "Psychopompus" about husband and wife shapeshifters!

  • Rui
    2019-02-25 10:39

    More one foot note on the poems by lovecraft. I really like how the poems resonate with other stories that would later be changed into something else. it may not be the best poems, but the aura that lovecraft creates around them makes them more lively. Its short and easy to listen to more than one time.