Edgar Allan Poe: Narrative of A. Gordon Pym: Chapter 17


The Reading Room

Edgar Allan Poe

We kept our course southwardly for four days after giving up
the search for Glass’s islands, without meeting with any ice at all.
On the twenty-sixth, at noon, we were in latitude 63 degrees 23′ S.,
longitude 41 degrees 25′ W. We now saw several large ice islands, and
a floe of field ice, not, however, of any great extent. The winds
generally blew from the southeast, or the northeast, but were very
light. Whenever we had a westerly wind, which was seldom, it was
invariably attended with a rain squall. Every day we had more or less
snow. The thermometer, on the twenty-seventh stood at thirty-five.

January 1, 1828.- This day we found ourselves completely hemmed
in by the ice, and our prospects looked cheerless indeed. A strong
gale blew, during the whole forenoon, from the northeast, and drove
large cakes of the drift against the rudder and counter…

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I am a freelance writer and poet and started writing after raising my two boys as a way of discovering just who Jez is. That is still very much an on-going project but the journey so far has introduced me to many wonderful friends and fellow writers through an ever growing love of poetry.
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