"All hope abandon, ye who enter here."

"The gaudy minstrel of the morn."

"Yes, let Art go, if it must be That with it men must starve — If Music, Painting, Poetry Spring from the wasted heart…"

"Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife, Throughout the sensual world proclaim, One crouded hour of glorious life Is …"

"You're a good chap, Barker," said the magistrate. "No, I won't do it again. Who's the fellow who talks of 'one crowde…"

"Chomsky treats the battle against fascism as a battle for moral purity than can be won when the left remain respectfu…"

"My poems come to me in images, like film. I can see it very clearly and then this overwhelming urge to write out best…"

"I wrote the poem for them, for my family and for anyone who has experienced or lived around grief and trauma in that …"

"I still feel very homeless. I live in London and have been here nearly my whole life, but it is a difficult city to c…"

"Warsan means “good news” and Shire means “to gather in one place”. My parents named me after my father’s mother, my g…"