An excellent poet who wrote many meaningful poems.

Idiots who can not comprehend what she wrote usually harshly critisize her and her work.

A woman notoriously known for wiping her vaginal excretions with notebook paper and then putting a numbered title on top of the page. Long after she died, feminists found her cunt rags, bound them together in several books, and announced that her putrid leaks were "poetry."

Some stupid cunt that wrote poetry and sucked it hard at life. She locked herself up in her damn house then worried her ass to death. Possibly committed suicide.

Another way to say something is Punk.

Who is that?

I mean...seriously, does this person exist? That ought to be nobody, right?

(For further reference watch Edgar Allan Poes Murder Mytery Invite Only Casual Dinner Party/Gala For Friends Potluck)