Weatherman

Dave BontaContemplative

the weather in a tear is like a chamber full of ice

but weather is only weather ordinary clothes not fur

I shall confine myself to my chamber which I find very clear

Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Friday 12 October 1666.

Dave Bonta

Learn by heart: tap a gap

the in a tear

is like a full of ice

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