Every year, on the anniversary of Poe's death, a mysterious stranger shows up at his grave and lays some cognac and roses on it.
A black-clad man arrived at 2:59 a.m. Friday, marking the poet's
birthday with the traditional graveside tribute: three red roses
and a half bottle of cognac. Only this and nothing more.
It is a rite that has been carried out by a mysterious stranger
every Jan. 19 since 1949, a century after Poe drank himself to
death in Baltimore at age 40.