Obscenities in Literature

One TLS correspondent recently perpetrated the following:

There is yearning in Andrew McNeillie’s third volume, 'Slower', a desire to record and remember; senescence drifts through its pages like bonfire smoke.

(Dogtooth shudders.) Spare us the godforsaken amateur poetry next time. You can't just go around writing things like that in respectable journals! This is the TLS, after all, not the Post-Newt.