I adore Edgar Allan Poe's work, I am (so very stereotypically) known to visit graveyards, I have lived in Baltimore for 6 years, and yet...I have never been to Westerminister Burial Grounds, where Poe was laid to rest over a century ago. It's even more sad given that I work downtown less than a mile from it. But! I made it out yesterday. I was actually given a "field trip" assignment for a class, to go somewhere meaningful and new to me, so it seemed like the perfect occasion.
Westminster was even more beautiful and interesting than I imagined. I love unexpected, tiny graveyards, like the single grave in Towson, I like to think of them as enchanting vignettes of normal cemeteries. There's something surreal about a graveyard nestled in the middle of the wilderness, or in the midst of office buildings. Westminister is quite small, just sort of springing up on the block, with uneven ground and crumbling mausoleums. A very fitting resting place for our Master of the Macabre. The cherry blossoms are in bloom now, the effect was quite lovely.