I noticed that there's not a lot of best-selling comics about poets on the stands right now. I'm just saying...
So what then? The goal is to turn Spike into a cypher that fits in with other best-selling comic books rather than stay true to his character? Removing his poetic side the way one cuts off a limb? Because that truly does sound like a remarkable feat of character assassination. (Wait is it Spike or Gunn who's being killed off? Or is it that Gunn goes quickly, but Spike fades away slowly, one facet of his character chiseled off at a time? I'm still not sure which character I'm supposed to be mourning--no worries, I'll hold vigil for both just in case.)
And not to put too fine a point on it, but the audience for an ANGEL comic (and for Spike's character) is not the same as all the other comic book audiences (though I think it's maybe premature to say poetry wouldn't be welcome in other comic audiences). We're the audience that writes academic papers on the Buffyverse, has academic conferences (See: Slayage: The Online International Journal of Buffy Studies). So yes, Buffyverse/Angelverse/Whedonverse fandom would buy a comic book about a character writing poetry. We rather enjoyed watching a TV show about a character who loves poetry (not everyone obviously, but many did, and really why pander to a comic book cliche and not stay true to character vision?). It seems the implication then stands that we should look elsewhere to find Spike's character depicted in his entirety. And that's truly a shame, but no doubt a moneysaver in the long run for fans.
Any Spike fans in the house? Allow me to quote from Angel the Series' finale episode "Not Fade Away", Spike's final defining character moment in a bar where he's reciting (bad) poetry he wrote (if only to remind us all of a truly wonderful moment in Spike's canonical history):
Spike is sitting on a stool on a stage, talking into a hand-held microphone. The spotlight is on him as he performs a poetry reading. Behind him is a sign that reads "Poetry Slam, Thursdays 4:00". Holding the mic in his left hand, he's got his right hand draped over the mic stand, holding a glass of whiskey in his fingertips. The audience is silent.
"My soul is wrapped in harsh repose,
midnight descends in raven-colored clothes,
A sunlight beam
cutting a swath of glimmering gleam.
My heart expands,
'tis grown a bulge in it,
inspired by your beauty...
MAN IN THE AUDIENCE
The audience applauses. Spike receives a standing ovation.
MAN IN THE AUDIENCE
That was great, man.
Thank you. That was for Cecily. All right. This next one's called "The Wanton Folly of Me Mum."
Can I get a hell yeah for Spike's bad poetry? 'Cause damn, that's badass to be able to knock back a shot, bare your soul on stage, then go unleash it on some demons. Spike, three-dimensional badass character with heart and soul, baby. A character whose depths are unfortunately being... unplumbed. Sad to see him being underestimated. But you've gotta love the potential that exists in all his manifest complexity.