Land Ho

Having sailed all night, we come in sight of a fresh gale and a good deal.

Great was the shout of guns, the rattling of guns. Smoke came, the captains came.

I wrote to my wife, drank wine to my wife. It was in the morning. We parted this evening.

Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Monday 9 April 1660.

Dave Bonta

Learn by heart: tap a gap

Having all night,

we come in

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