Gilds the crenelated towers of the churches here and there, Intensifies the hue of flowers makes thy lovely face more fair.

The dog may be wonderful prose, but only the cat is poetry

Poetry has done enough when it charms, but prose must also convince

My first attempt to write about Robert Owen was in the form of poetry. Then I turned it into a blank verse poem, but I discovered that I couldn't fit in all the facts, which are fabulous. I decided to rewrite it a third time, still retaining every image I had already written in the first two versions.

I read your prose with a voracious hunger for the next line, and satisfy as they each increase in ethereal portion to the plate of my soul.

For me, poetry is an evasion of the real job of writing prose