H.P. Lovecraft

The first two stories of the Dream Cycle offer a more personal horror than the mind-bending cosmic horror which we’ve come to expect from Lovecraft. Both short stories feature some manner of watchman who is forcefully drawn from his duty by some form of fainting or narcolepsy. The end result is the same: an avoidable disaster brought about by the watchman deserting his post, and some form of revelation leading the watchman to wonder whether they are still dreaming.

I decided to look further into this and the idea of dereliction of duty was a common worry of Lovecraft at this point in time. The first World War began in 1914; the US joined the war in 1917, a year before Lovecraft wrote Polaris. Before the US joined the war Lovecraft often expressed dissatisfaction at the lack of an American response. Lovecraft was an Anglophile to an obsessive degree and viewed the UK and particularly England as America’s ancestral fatherland which was currently under threat. In Polaris we see a similar struggle in the waking man believing he is the watchman of his dreams, and that he must wake from this “dream” in order to save his land from catastrophe.

Lovecraft attempted to join the war effort in various capacities but he was prone to fainting fits, similar to the watchman in Polaris. He also attempted to join the National Guard of Rhode Island, though this was thwarted by his mother. We see this mirrored in the two stories as both watchmen find themselves incapable of waking from their dreams in order to prevent disaster.

In The White Ship we get our first glimpse of some of the geography of the Dreamlands. More interestingly we first see mention of godlike creatures other than the maddening Great Old Ones and Outer Gods. The eidolon Lathi rules over Thalarion, a city of Daemons and mad things which once were men.

The bearded man aboard the ship also mentions gods which are "greater than men, and they have conquered." The voyagers of the White Ship are guided to fantastical cities by a heavenly blue bird which seems to have suddenly appeared. It leads the voyagers to locations of increasing beauty and splendor, and each time the voyagers seek greater places. Ultimately, the bird leads the ship to its doom: a monstrous cataract where the waters of the world fall to abysmal nothingness. The watchman of this story closes his eyes and braces for the fall, only to wake at his old lighthouse.

Peering into the waters, he sees the remnant of a white ship, shattered on the rocks. Again this leads us to wonder: are Lovecraft's Dreamlands some mirror of our living world, or perhaps a physical space somehow connected to our world? Is there perhaps a more mundane explanation; are the dreamers simply dreaming of that which they may have perceived and then forgotten in the waking world? Could this inability to disassociate dream from reality merely be some form or madness?

Polaris strikes me as the retelling of a fever dream. I did enjoy The White Ship more than Polaris because it seemed to be a little more cohesive. Either story could easily be the basis for a concept album by Rush or an epic song by Iron Maiden.

I have to admit that I don't much care for these early writings. They are brief and somewhat disjointed, a little too dreamlike to hold my interest. I do hold them in some regard since they show the beginnings of his Dreamlands ideas that take on fuller form in his later writings.