Does It Mean Something That I Have A Shrine to Edgar Allan Poe?

Thank Heaven! The Crisis--- The danger is past, And the lingering illness Is over at last--- And the Fever called "Living" Is conquered at last.

    After my last post about fear, I happened to look around my office and realize that I have a shrine to Edgar Allan Poe right behind me.  Above me there is a gargoyle that my husband made in pottery class and there are various ravens and gargoyles all around the office.  I find them amusing in a way.  But I do wonder about the fascination that people have with frightening stories (or horror films...not me...I hate to be startled).  It seems that fear is a gripping and tantalizing thing to contemplate.   Am I facing my fears when I read Poe?  Am I wallowing in them?  I don't know.  But I love the little guy and feel kind of sorry for him too.  I put in a quote above that I think might sum up the way he felt toward the end.  I think it's a fairly late poem and it's called "For Annie."  You should read it.  Also, read Ligeia.  I think it's probably his best story.