Ok I've written my poem.
It has become a bit long, so I'll just link to it.
And before I forget, my first name is Edgar
http://www.heise.de/ix/raven/Literature/Lore/TheRaven.html
And here follows a small preview:
And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted - nevermore!