Any healthy man can go without food for two days — but not without poetry. ~Charles Baudelaire
I have supped on poetry. ~Octave Mirbeau, A Chambermaid’s Diary, 1900, translated from the French by Benjamin R. Tucker
Ink runs from the corners of my mouth
There is no happiness like mine.
I have been eating poetry.
~Mark Strand, “Eating Poetry,” Reasons for Moving, 1968
I’m quite hungry. Feed me poems, please. ~Dr. SunWolf, 2014 tweet, professorsunwolf.com
Poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese. ~G.K. Chesterton [Not true! To read my page of cheese poetry quotes, click here.
Oh, of course I know that ‘ate’ ain’t good etiquette in that place… It should be ‘eat.’ But ‘eat’ don’t rhyme, an’ ‘ate’ does. So I’m goin’ to use it. An’ I can, anyhow. It’s poem license; an’ that ‘ll let you do anything. ~Eleanor H. Porter, “Dad,” Dawn, 1918 [Okay, if you insist on knowing the poem, it is thus: “Supper’s ready, supper’s ready, / Hurry up, or you’ll be late, / Then you’ll sure be cross and heady / If there’s nothin’ left to ate.”