Tuesday, January 12, 2021

Loo Lit

Author William Faulkner once famously said “If a writer has to rob his mother, he will not hesitate; the 'Ode on a Grecian Urn' is worth any number of old ladies.” 

Not sure how his mother felt about that or how it went down at the family Christmas lunch. 

Personally, I have found ditties on bathroom walls much more entertaining and satisfying then Grecian urn odes. In support of that proposition, I tender the following: 

Exhibit 1: 

Thou still unravish'd bride of quietness,
Thou foster-child of silence and slow time . . . 

- The opening lines of Ode on a Grecian Urn, by John Keats 

Exhibit 2: 

So what do you think?

Those who disagree with me may leave and go read some more Keats, those who remain can enjoy some more toilet poetry, comments and wit . . . 

My favourite bathroom graffiti, which I have posted before: 

One final toilet poem, by Joanna Fuchs - I kid you not, that's her name, you can read about her, and read her poems, at: 

Her poem is about a toilet event rather than having been written on a loo wall . . .

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