lol The financial lives of the poets. I bet that is a quick read.
The more I think about this, the more possibilities I see.
Epicists, I imagine, keep meticulous books. On any case most were warm, dry, fat and drunk thanks to their usually having a rich andor highborn patron.
Sonnetists are another group who have a well-evolved sense of symmetry, so I expect their outgoes to be no more than their incomes.
Writers of odes and paeans are happy sorts, and that suggests to me they ain’t hurtin.
Limericists are one problem population. The tax bureau has it in for those irreverent social observers.
And Beat poets have typically been Broke poets, accepting the plausible correlation between their lack of funds and of meter.
Finally I wonder at the real-life fail tale that underlies the valuable truism: “never sell a Haiku master short.”
I do imagine that rap deserves a chapter too. Specifically the magnificent symmetrical ballistic parabola that marks M. C. Hammer’s rocket ride into, through and past riches is more poetic than most rap lyrics.
Oh yeah. Lyricists seem to do ok to very ok. As do the folks who wrote the most-quoted poetry of our age: advertising doggerel.
Doggerel ... gray zone. Are doggerel breeders and trainers poets?