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You only have to look at some of the book covers available online to make a decision about Morella.
You don't have to read it. People have done that enough to create a harrowing atmosphere.

If you have any doubt about the sinister and bizarre inner persona of EAP, put that aside at once.
He is, I mean he was, bonkers nuts. I love that about the man.

Morella and Carmilla get together in a lovenest of epic proportions and go to the moon in moans of pleasure (I wish). At the same time, the crockery in gran's kitchen has cracked and disintegrated into dust and I haven't started the first page yet.
That's the EAP effect.

Work hard, rage quietly, build up a steam of intrepid love and awe from within and let the demons do their thing. It's what they do best.

After reading this short story twice I'm none the wiser, as with pretty much everything by Edgar Allan Poe. You're supposed to be confused and he succeeds in this admirably.

Morella is a beautifully written story about death.

The unknown or unreliable protagonist falls in love and gets married, but instead of settling down and living happily ever after - this, after all, is EAP - his wife gets pale and wan and dies after what appears to be childbirth.

The child, a daughter, grows up in the image of her mother, who he can never forget. You're never going to believe this, but the daughter dies as well!

Maybe this is Poe's way of telling us we're ready for the crypt, which you can look at in two ways:

- a gloomy outlook with no point in living because we're going to die anyway?
- or a reminder that we're close to the edge and might as well get busy living with the time we've got left?

This could be one of the reasons EAP is misinterpreted as a harbinger of doom and gloom.
Sure, it's the way he expresses himself, but I prefer to view this as a reminder to get on with it before it's too late.

Maybe I interpreted this short story wrong? Does it matter? What does matter is finding something positive and worth living for within.