Today in 1809, Edgar Allan Poe was born. As a poet of the macabre, Poe has left a lasting mark on American letters, most famously with The Raven, one poem which most of us know, despite most of us not being huge poetry fans.
Today marks a sad end to a mysterious tradition. For 60 years, on Poe's birthday, an unknown person has left three roses and a half-bottle of cognac on Poe's grave in Baltimore. Today: nevermore. Some speculate that the ritual ended on Poe's 200th birthday (last year), but... READ ON