Whose limericks stopped at line two.
For twenty years, I've stared my level best to see if evening - any evening - would suggest a patient etherized upon a table; in vain. I simply wasn't able.
T.S. Eliot's face had deep lines. I cannot say the same for his poetry.
On the day that God made Carl Sandburg, he didn't do anything else that day but feel good.
John Donne's poems are like the peace of God; they pass all understanding.
A new firm of publishers has written to me proposing to publish 'the successor' of A Shropshire Lad. But as they don't also offer to write it, I have to put them off.
If you imagine a Scotch commercial traveller in a Scotch commercial hotel leaning on the bar and calling the barmaid Dearie, then you will know the keynote of Burns' verse.
Perhaps the saddest lot that can befall mortal man is to be the husband of a lady poet.
The poetry of Seth will be remembered long after that of Homer and Virgil is forgotten - but not until then.
We're just waiting for the moment his poetic licence expires.
Baldrick, I would rather French-kiss a skunk than listen to your poetry.
I can't pretend to be a judge of poetry. I'm an English teacher not a homosexual.
My favourite poem is the one that starts 'Thirty days hath September' because it actually tells you something.
I was working on the proof of one of my poems all the morning and took out a comma. In the afternoon, I put it back in.
It occurred to me that I would like to be a poet. The chief qualification, I understand, is that you must be born. Well, I hunted up my birth certificate, and found that I was all right on that score.
If Galileo had said in verse that the world moved, the inquisition might have left him alone.
Publishing a volume of verse is like dropping a rose petal down the Grand Canyon and waiting for the echo.
A publisher would rather see a burglar in his office than a poet.
If you are of the opinion that the contemplation of suicide is sufficient evidence of a poetic nature, do not forget that actions speak louder than words.
Writing a poem is a bit like throwing up. It's quick and efficient you always feel better after.
Poetry books are handy implements for killing persistent irritating flies.
Rodney Spelvin was the sort of man who would produce a slim volume of verse bound in squashy mauve leather at the drop of a hat, mostly on the subject of sunsets and pixies.
Poets y is sissy stuff that rhymes. Weedy people say la and fie swoon when they see a bunch of daffodils.