“Spending warm summer days indoors, writing frightening verse to a bucktoothed girl in Luxembourg”
Songwriter vs poet.
As stated in the Mary: A Literary Quarterly:
“Dr. Gavin Hopps, a lecturer at St Andrews University, makes the case in his book, Morrissey: The Pageant of His Bleeding Heart, that Morrissey is a wordsmith on par with the likes of Philip Larkin, Lord Bryon, Mary Shelly, and George Eliot.
Hopps calls Morrissey ” the greatest lyricist in the history of British popular music.””
Couldn’t have said it better myself Hopps, but I might add that I can’t count the number of instances when I didn’t have material ready for a workshop class and nearly printed out the lyrics for “I know it’s over” to turn in as my poem.
Overlapping Sundials 