Some writers feel like they have to be drunk to be creative. Oh well.
Here’s more shots. You can see the roof drain connected to the upper reach of the canal, which refreshes the water everytime it rains; no cholrine tap water here!
Also, a section of the canal with locks
Also, floating on the water are little floaty plants I picked up in a pond (3rd photo down). A heavy rain washed them all away but they looked nice for a while
Also here’s my swamp or marsh area with Creeping Jennies. Creeping Jennies survive in water, dry areas, shade and sun. They are kinda wonder plant. I walk on them all the time too. They also spread out so some would call invasive but I like. Also an English boxwood (just out of view) is parked there beside the swamp as well as some sort of low conifer. It used to be a shallow pond but developed a crack and accumulated muck so I just let it be and it turned into a pretty cool marsh
Regarding Poe it may have been the one. I just can't recall. In this one, the raven had a human liver or something that dropped onto the ship. Since this was written somewhere in the 1820s or 30s, I can clearly see how he must have influenced a crop of writers that followed (Melville, Twain, London and so on). Probably someone before influenced him as well