William Blake 1757-1827.

A Poison Tree  BY  WILLIAM BLAKE I was angry with my friend;  I told my wrath, my wrath did end.  I was angry with my foe:  I told it not, my wrath did grow.  And I waterd it in fears,  Night & morning with my tears:  And I sunned it with smiles,  And with soft...

THE RAVEN

BY EDGAR ALLEN POE January 19, 1809 – October 7, 1849 Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,  Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—      While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,  As of some one gently...

POETS KENNETH PATCHEN & JIM MORRISON

Jazz got into poet Michael C. Ford’s blood at an early age and it’s been flowing there ever since. The 43-year-old Chicago native recalls listening to singer June Christy on the radio at age 9, and standing outside Zardi’s at 12, hearing “brass...

THE LIVERPOOL PIES

If you’ve ever been driving along the M57 and noticed ‘The Pies The Pies’ written on a motorway bridge, you were probably a bit confused (and hungry. )  But 30 years after their name first started appearing on motorway bridges all around the north...