I found a postcard of an old photo (the last taken) of E.A. Poe, stuck inside the special edition Raven from Berlin. Now it presides over my cubicle (which I may be leaving soon).

As if on the wrong side of the mirror,
He yielded, solitary, to his rich
Fate of fabricating nightmares.  Perhaps,

 
On the wrong side of death, solitary
And unyielding, he devises more
Magnificent and atrocious marvels still.

                           
                         - Borges, "Edgar Allan Poe"