Oblivious

Dave BontaCheerful

what harm might come from joy God knows how little fit we are for it

night comes into the garden as it ought to raw as all life

and we discourse of our own tricks talking and laughing at the folly of some neighbor

Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Thursday 25 January 1666.

Dave Bonta

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