Omen
Feathers in fish invite awe— a sign that the king cannot see. We sing, my wife and I. We put my books and her books to bed.
Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Wednesday 17 October 1660.
Dave Bonta
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Feathers in fish invite awe— a sign that the king cannot see. We sing, my wife and I. We put my books and her books to bed.
Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Wednesday 17 October 1660.