The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe

“The Raven” by Edgar Allan Poe, but make it gender-inclusive.

Surprise! Because our first episode is so different from what we’ll be sharing on a weekly basis, we’re dropping episode 2 today for an early taste of Liminal Flares proper.

The very first time I amended a piece of literature to make its language gender-inclusive, I used Poe’s legendary poem about a grieving lover whose suffering is steadily exacerbated by a vexatiously laconic corvid visitor. So what better place to kick things off than where I began doing this purely for myself?

Also in this episode: after reading “The Raven” I take a few minutes to draw back the curtain and share precisely how I edited the poem to make the language gender neutral. 

This is not something I plan to do for every episode. But I thought some listeners might appreciate an illustration of the specific sorts of grammatical changes that I make in the short stories and poetry read on this podcast.

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Writing/Editing & Narration by Maika

Music by The Parlour Trick

Audio Engineering by Meredith Yayanos

Cover art by Daniel Kern

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Transcript
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Gather round and welcome.

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This is Liminal Flares,

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bedtime stories from beyond and in-between,

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readings of eldritch literature drawn from the public domain

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and amended to be genderinclusive.

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My name is Maika,

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and I am your queer, trans, nonbinary narrator.

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Today we are reading...

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"The Raven"

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written by Edgar Allen Poe,

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published in 1845.

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Once upon a midnight dreary,

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while I pondered,

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weak and weary,

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Over many acquaint and curious volume

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of forgotten lore,

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While I nodded, nearly napping,

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suddenly there came a tapping,

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As of someone gently rapping,

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rapping at my chamber door.

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"'Tis some visitor," I muttered,

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"tapping at my chamber door,"

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"only this and nothing more."

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Ah, distinctly I remember,

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it was in the bleak December,

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And each separate dying ember

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wrought its ghost upon the floor,

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Eagerly I wished the morrow,

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vainly I had sought to borrow

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From my books surcease of sorrow,

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Sorrow for the lost Lenore

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For the rare and radiant maiden

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whom the angel's name Lenore

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Nameless here for evermore.

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And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling

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of each purple curtain thrilled me,

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filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before.

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So that now, to still the beating of my heart,

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I stood repeating

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"'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door,"

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"Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door."

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"This it is and nothing more."

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Presently my soul grew stronger,

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hesitating than no longer,

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"Mx," said I, "Or Mre, truly your forgiveness I implore;"

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"but the fact is I was napping,"

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"and so gently you came wrapping,"

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"And so faintly you came tapping,"

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"tapping at my chamber door,"

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"that I scarce was sure I heard you."

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here I opened wide the door;

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Darkness there and nothing more.

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Deep into that darkness peering,

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long I stood there wondering, fearing, doubting,

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Dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before;

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But the silence was unbroken,

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and the stillness gave no token,

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and the only word there spoken

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was the whispered word, "Lenore?"

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This I whispered,

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and an echo murmured back the word,

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"Lenore!"

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Merely this and nothing more.

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Back into the chamber turning,

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all my soul within me burning,

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Soon again I heard a tapping

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somewhat louder than before

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

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"Let me see, then, what thereat is,"

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"and this mystery explore,"

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"Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore,"

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"'Tis the wind and nothing more.!"

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Open here I flung the shutter,

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when, with many aflurt and flutter,

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in there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore

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Not the least obeisance made they,

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not a minute stopped or stayed they,

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But with mien of nobility,

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perched above my chamber door

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perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door

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Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

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Then

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this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,

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By the grave and stern decorum

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of the countenance they wore,

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"Though thy crest be shorn and shaven,"

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"thou," I said, "art sure no craven,"

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"Ghastly grim and ancient Raven"

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"wandering from the nightly shore"

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"Tell me what thy noble name is"

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'on the Night's Plutonian shore!"

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Quoth the Raven,

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"Nevermore."

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Much I marveled this ungainly foul

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to hear discourse so plainly,

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Though their answer little meaning

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little relevancy bore;

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For we cannot help agreeing

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that no living human being

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Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird

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above their chamber door -

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Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust

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above their chamber door,

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With such name as "Nevermore."

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But the Raven,

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sitting lonely on the placid bust,

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spoke only that one word,

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as if their soul in that one word they did outpour.

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Nothing farther than they uttered

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not a feather than they fluttered

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Till I scarcely more than muttered,

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"Other friends have flown before"

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"on the morrow they will leave me"

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"as my hopes have flown before"

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Then the bird said, "Nevermore."

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Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,

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"Doubtless," said I, "what they utter"

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"is their only stock and store"

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"caught from some unhappy captor"

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"whom unmerciful disaster"

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"followed fast and followed faster"

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"till their songs one burden bore"

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"Till the dirges of their hope"

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"that melancholy burden bore"

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"Of 'Never - Nevermore.'"

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But the Raven,

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still beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,

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Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat

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in front of bird and bust and door;

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Then, upon the velvet sinking,

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I betook myself to linking fancy unto fancy,

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thinking what this ominous bird of yore -

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What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gwaunt,

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and ominous bird of yore

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meant in croaking "Nevermore."

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This I sat engaged in guessing,

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but no syllable expressing

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To the fowl whose fiery eyes now

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burned into my bosom's core;

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This and more I sat divining,

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with my head at ease reclining

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on the cushion's velvet lining

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that the lamp-light gloated o'er.

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But whose velvet-violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er,

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She shall press, ah, nevermore!

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Then, methought, the air grew denser,

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perfumed from an unseen censer

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Swung by seraphim whose footfalls

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tinkled on the tufted floor.

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"Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee"

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"by these angels they hath sent thee"

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"Respite - respite and nepenthe"

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from thy memories of Lenore;"

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"Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe"

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"and forget this lost Lenore!"

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Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

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"Prophet!" said I,

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"thing of evil!"

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"prophet still if, bird or devil"

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"Whether Tempter sent,"

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"or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore"

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"Desolate yet all undaunted,"

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"on this desert land enchanted,"

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"on this home by horror haunted,"

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"tell me truly, I implore,"

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"Is there - is there balm in Gilead?"

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"Tell me - tell me, I implore!"

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Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

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"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!"

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"Prophet still, if bird or devil!"

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By that heaven that bends above us,"

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"By that God we both adore"

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"tell this soul with sorrow laden"

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"if, within the distant Aidenn,"

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"it shall clasp a sainted maiden"

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"whom the angel's name Lenore"

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"Clasp a rare and radiant maiden"

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"whom the angel name Lenore."

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Quoth the Raven

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"Nevermore."

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"Be that word our sign of parting."

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"Bird or fiend,"

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I shrieked, upstarting,

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"Get thee back into the tempest"

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"and the night's Plutonian shore!"

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"Leave no black plume as a token"

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"of that lie thy soul hath spoken!"

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"Leave my loneliness unbroken!"

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"Quit the bust above my door!"

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"Take thy beak from out my heart,"

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"and take thy form from off my door!"

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Quoth the Raven,

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"Nevermore."

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And the Raven,

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never flitting, still is sitting,

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still is sitting

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on the pallid bust of Pallas

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just above my chamber door;

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And their eyes have all the seeming

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of a demon's that is dreaming,

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And the lamplight o'er them streaming

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throws their shadow on the floor;

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And my soul from out that shadow

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that lies floating on the floor

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Shall be lifted

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Nevermore!

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Poe's "The Raven" was the first piece that I amended just for myself,

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which made it feel like the perfect place to begin together.

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And because this is my first reading with you,

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I thought I'd briefly draw aside the curtain

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and share precisely how I altered this poem to make it gender-inclusive.

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I do not intend to do this for every episode.

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As I mentioned in my previous, introductory episode,

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if I've done my work well,

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then my edits for Inclusivity should blend in pretty seamlessly.

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I like to think that not noticing what I've changed

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indicates that my amendments are doing their intended job,

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swapping heteronormative, unnecessarily gendered language

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with inclusive language that doesn't exclude anyone based on their gender.

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Still, I thought some listeners might appreciate an illustration

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of precisely how I've changed the pieces that I'll be reading for this podcast.

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And because this is such a short piece, it won't take me long to explain.

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There also wasn't a whole lot to change within "The Raven."

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But those edits still made all the difference for me

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when I first read this version of the poem for myself.

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So, first of all,

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throughout the poem, Poe refers to The Raven as either "it"

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or using the pronouns he and him.

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Without trying to open debate about gender expression in animals,

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this is a perfect example of either an assumption about a character's gender

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or the very outdated use of he / him / his as default catch-all pronouns.

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So I changed the Raven's pronouns to the inclusive catch-all they / them /theirs.

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One quick sidenote:

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it occurred to me that some people might argue that an author,

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being the creator of their work,

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inherently knows the gender of everyone they write about.

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While I am an inveterate overthinker in general,

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this is something I've put a lot of thought into as I began working on this show.

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For those people, I would counter that

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authors are just as prone to making the same assumptions

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about the gender of some of their characters,

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based on their own perceptions,

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as everyone else makes about people in real life.

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I also reserve the right to employ a little artistic license

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and change some characters to be nonbinary.

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Because this podcast isn't only about

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being able to infer that nonbinary people also exist in these stories.

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It is also about letting them shine as characters in their own right, too.

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Again, this is why I'm using literature that's in the public domain.

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Anyway,

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In the 4th stanza, our grieving narrator calls out,

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"Sir," said I, "or Madam,"

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while addressing whoever might be on the other side of their infamous chamber door.

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This is exactly the sort of collective generalization that assumes

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that everyone is either a woman or a man.

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There are quite a few different gender neutral titles in use these days,

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not to mention many people who do not use any title at all.

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To best keep with the sounds and cadence of the poem,

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I replaced Sir and Madam with the gender neutral honorifics Mx and Mre.

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In the 7th stanza,

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I changed the phrase "lord and lady" to "nobility,"

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and "Lordly" to "noble" in the 8th stanza.

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In the 9th stanza, our narrator uses the pronoun "his" when generalizing about

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no one else having been blessed by seeing a raven in these strange circumstances.

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So "his" became "their."

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Finally, I changed the word "master" to "captor" in the 11th stanza.

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That was my trickiest edit.

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In fact, in preparing pieces for this podcast,

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I quickly discovered that amending poetry

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is a much more challenging task than amending prose.

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Here, my replacement needed to retain the same meaning as "master"

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while still rhyming with the word "disaster."

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"Captor" doesn't achieve quite the perfect rhyming assonance

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that we get with Poe's "master" and "disaster,"

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but I think it works sufficiently well.

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And that's it.

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As I said, it's not much,

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but it means that when I read this poem,

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no one was excluded based on their gender.

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Because the thing is,

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using the pronouns they / them / theirs

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doesn't automatically indicate that someone is not a woman or a man.

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It means that those are not the only two possibilities,

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and that we aren't making any assumptions about someone

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who has not provided us with their pronouns,

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nor can we ask them for them.

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The most respectful default, catch-all pronoun is one that doesn't exclude anyone.

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Everyone wins when it comes to gender-inclusive language.

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Thank you for listening to Liminal Flares.

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Our music is by The Parlor Trick.

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Audio Engineering by Meredith Yayanos.

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If you have a favorite author or a specific piece of writing,

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a short story, poem, or passage from a book,

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that's in the public domain in the US,

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I welcome your requests for future episodes.

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You'll find links to archives of public domain literature

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Submit your requests via the website or via social media @liminalflares,

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Next week, a slightly longer episode

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as we begin reading a disquieting short story

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by Robert W. Chambers titled "The Yellow Sign."