To keep his errors down to a minimum, the internal Censor to whom a poet submits his work in progress should be a Censorate. It should include, for instance, a sensitive only child, a practical housewife, a logician, a monk, an irreverent buffoon and even, perhaps, hated by all the others and returning their dislike, a brutal-foul-mouthed drill sergeant who considers all poetry rubbish.

W H Auden, The Dyer’s Hand

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