At the beginning of the poem, the raven attempts to get in through the narrator's door. The narrator hears "a tapping, as of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door," but when he opens the door, no one is there. After he contemplates the absence of a person, the darkness of the hall, he hears a knocking on his window, so he goes to open it. He flings the shutter open and "with many a flirt and flutter, in there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore." So that is how the raven enters the narrator's chamber: through the window. The narrator also makes a note of the raven's stature, saying that it had the posture of a lord or lady as it perches itself upon a bust of Pallas (aka Athena, the ancient Greek goddess of wisdom).