I never really warmed to Poe as a poet. Except "Alone". Possibly because I have heard "The Raven" quoted one too many times -- it is good, but the power of the cliché can turn even gold to mud. And for some reason I always preferred Coleridge to Wordsworth. I don't know why.


Did you know one of the core arguments of the people who believe Edwin Drood is alive is that Longfellow said it was a good story, and the ear of Longfellow (allegedly) would never have loved a story of a nephew killed by his uncle? I kid you not.