Hatchlings

found ourselves in eggs silent together

we were simple not knowing the way

found ourselves to go backward and forward wild as the sea

it seemed like fire upon every stroke

the crow made us whole

Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Monday 25 September 1665.

Dave Bonta

Learn by heart: tap a gap

found in eggs

not the way

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