LENORE — A Series of Poe Retellings

Death is not what you think she is. She is the woman in the chair by the window. She is the stillness after the last breath. And tonight, she has three stories to tell.

In a triptych of novellas woven through with the poetry and darkness of Edgar Allan Poe, a nameless woman who has been present for every ending sits down and speaks.

Warren Hopewell has lived sixty-seven years without anyone asking the right question. He uses coasters when no one is watching. He sets his alarm for seven every morning. He wrote a book once and put it in a box. On a Tuesday in October, a woman is sitting in his father's chair, and by dawn, she will have dismantled everything he believed about his own life.

You know the poem. You thought it was a love story. Anna Leigh has been listening to a man describe what he did to her as poetry for two hundred years. She would like to tell it differently now.

A girl died young in a valley where the flowers bloomed wrong for the season. She extracted a vow from the man she loved, and the vow cost him thirty years. This is the story of what she did to make it right, and what it cost her to learn that love is not the same thing as holding on.

Three rooms. Three lives. One long night with the oldest listener in the world.