Tonight we turn the lantern inward with two of Lovecraft’s earliest poems — Despair and Nemesis.
Each reveals the young author’s fascination with lost civilizations, cosmic loneliness, and the haunting beauty of ruin. There are no monsters here — only memory, decay, and the slow turning of the stars.
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The ambiance for this night is simple — the soft crackle of a fireplace, steady and warm, to accompany Lovecraft’s melancholy verse.
🕯️ Timestamps:
0:00 – Despair
4:40 – Nemesis
Thank you, my darlings, for traveling so far with me through these thirty-one nights. Even in silence, your presence keeps the fire alive. Thank you for listening in the dark with me đź–¤
