Mother crow
without prejudice to mine who would the great leaders punish fear is a game
poor people examined as suspected persons that they pitch upon to torture
our mother crow in a strange hour commanded to ask who we were
her face full of black rain like poison for a rook
Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Monday 27 October 1662.
Dave Bonta
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