Kent Stark State University

Kent Stark State University

Kent Stark State University

William Blake had a gift for writing hallucinatory poetry and walked the streets of London, a raving madman, buried in his own 'hood – in Bunhill cemetery – early in life, like so many great writers and musicians of his time. He was a tender crafter of words, a visionary, who was a forerunner of early science fiction writers such as Shelley. He was the 18th century face of London poetry, after Shakespeare. There is a digitized manuscript in the British Library, where you can see his visions sketched in his notebook for real. It identifies his place as a sketcher and a dreamer and a man at odds with the world in which he lived, haunted by ghosts in his mind.

Since poetry is such a hard thing to categorize – bandied about in some circles, as creating "significance from thin air" is celebrated for its freedom whilst is derided in other circles as being too wordy, preachy or posh, you might wonder what was it about poetry that took your attention in the first place?

Then consider this...

Perhaps you are home early from work. You managed to beat the rush in the Tube. You've gotten through The Standard noted the want ads are all for sales jobs that you don't want. You feel a sense of guilt for having been absent from many things, lost contact with family, friends; perhaps you have been paralyzed by the recent money woes of the recession, perhaps lost contact with your heart's desire, your true mind's desire, the love of your life?