Poetry stops before the end of the margin You can talk about prose without mentioning school You don't read poetry to get from Glasgow to Saltcoats without noticing John Menzies doesn't stock poetry Whoever heard of war & peace having the line as a unit of semantic yield You can call a poem what you want and say its poetic licence Poetry is the subliminal history of linguistic shape Ahem Poetry has four wheels, two wings and a pair of false teeth Poetry is the heart and the brain divided by the lungs Poetry is the world's oldest co*k and fanny story You don't get prose in anapaestic dimeters Nobody publishes their first slim volume of prose
Aristotle never wrote The Proses If you dribble past five defenders, it isn't called sheer prose Poets are the unacknowledged thingwaybobs Poetry is quintessentially contrapuntal The square root of poetry is an ever-evolving quark Whenever Vergil looked in the mirror, he beheld an epic Latin poet Poetry is all the juicy bits in the juiciest order Poetry is jellied religion Pascal: if your labourers complain too much, try taking them to a poetry reading Prose goes scchhpludd Prose goes scchhpludd scchhpludd clomp clomp clomp Are you sitting comfortably Then I'll end