Famous Writers Shirtless: Robert Graves

Writers are never known as the studliest or sexiest of people, but that doesn't stop them from showing some skin for the camera once in awhile.

So, occasionally we'll post some literary beefcake for your perusal.


Today: Robert Graves

Some of the best parenting occurs when you ship your kid out on a dinghy into the open ocean and roll the dice. Buck up, kid!

Meanwhile, Graves shows off the surprisingly  ripped  shredded  hot  sensible physique of a man whose job forces him to sit at a desk ten hours a day.

There's a level of minimal back fat here rarely seen in the literary world.

Famous Writers with Cats: Robert Graves...special National Cat Day edition!

Writers need inspiration somewhere in life, and for many that inspiration comes from their pet cats.

This is a running series where we post pictures of famous writers with their feline companions--the cute, the cuddly, the creepy. And that's just the writers.

Today:  Robert Graves

Today is National Cat Day, where we honor our feline companions for not eating us in our sleep.

Here we see a prime example of why a gang of cats is more dangerous than the Bloods and Crips.

If Robert Graves with his hands in his pockets isn't the model enthusiastic cat owner, I'm not sure what is. Behind the wife and a small tree. YOU MUST BE SAFE!!

Look at the little one to the right. He's ready to pounce like Simba in The Lion King. And the black one on the left? Pure murder in his meow.

Anytime a hungry posse of pussycats get get together at dinnertime, you might lose a limb. Their bone-straight tails collectively suggest Graves and his wife were both eaten alive shortly after this photo.

Trees can't stop Mr. Whiskers. Only cans of Fancy Feast.