And I could see that child's one eye which seemed to laugh, and say with glee: 'what caused my death you'll never know, perhaps my mother murdered me.' - W.H. Davies - 'The Inquest'

Reid is a poet who lives on in the mind, becomes part of one's inner vocabulary. In every poetic generation that are not more than one or two like that. - The Poetry Review

Had we but world enough, and time, / This coyness, lady, were no crime. Andrew Marvell, 'To His Coy Mistress'

Burn Ovid with the rest. Lovers will find/ A hedge-school for themselves and learn by heart/ All that the clergy banish from the mind,/ When hands are joined and head bows in the dark. - 'Penal Law' by Austin Clarke

Keep it simple and make it visual seems to be the best idea. - Hugo Williams

I want that next poem. To get it I'll shed my skin, I'll lose my name, pretend I have no history, be history's fool, become elemental, all of these, none of these. - Fred D'Aguiar