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Famous Wart Poems by Famous Poets

These are examples of famous Wart poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous wart poems. These examples illustrate what a famous wart poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).

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by Marvell, Andrew
...ut, 
In rescue of the banquiers banquerout, 
His minion imps that, in his secret part, 
Lie nuzzling at the sacremental wart, 
Horse-leeches circling at the hem'rrhoid vein: 
He sucks the King, they him, he them again. 
The kingdom's farm he lets to them bid least 
(Greater the bribe, and that's at interest). 
Here men, induced by safety, gain, and ease, 
Their money lodge; confiscate when he please. 
These can at need, at instant, with a scrip 
(This liked him be...Read more of this...



by Sexton, Anne
...yn.

She wept,
of course, huge aquamarine tears.
The door opened and in popped a dwarf.
He was as ugly as a wart.
Little thing, what are you? she cried.
With his tiny no-sex voice he replied:
I am a dwarf.
I have been exhibited on Bond Street
and no child will ever call me Papa.
I have no private life.
If I'm in my cups the whole town knows by breakfast
and no child will ever call me Papa
I am eighteen inches high.
I am no bigger than a par...Read more of this...

by Chaucer, Geoffrey
...w or fox was red,
And thereto broad, as though it were a spade.
Upon the cop* right of his nose he had *head 
A wart, and thereon stood a tuft of hairs
Red as the bristles of a sowe's ears.
His nose-thirles* blacke were and wide. *nostrils 
A sword and buckler bare he by his side.
His mouth as wide was as a furnace.
He was a jangler, and a goliardais*, *buffoon 
And that was most of sin and harlotries.
Well could he steale corn, and tolle t...Read more of this...

by Levine, Philip
...Pond snipe, bleached pine, rue weed, wart -- 
I walk by sedge and brown river rot 
to where the old lake boats went daily out. 
All the ships are gone, the gray wharf fallen 
in upon itself. Even the channel's 
grown over. Once we set sail here 
for Bob-Lo, the Brewery Isles, Cleveland. 
We would have gone as far as Niagara 
or headed out to open sea if the Captain 
said so, but...Read more of this...

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