To Poe.

A poem by Edwin C. Ranck

You lived in a land horror-haunted,
And wrote with a pen half-divine;
You drank bitter sorrow, undaunted
And cast precious pearls before swine.

Reader Comments

Tell us what you think of 'To Poe.' by Edwin C. Ranck

comments powered by Disqus

Home | Search | About this website | Contact | Privacy Policy