a finch in the garden fallen like a memory of the world I do not believe in
I work out my joy with a gun now that the song is dead
Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Tuesday 3 July 1666.
A speaker spots a dead finch in the garden and reacts with a strange, cold distance. The bird has "fallen like a memory of the world / I do not believe in", as if this small death belongs to a lost or rejected way of seeing things, one where nature, beauty and meaning once felt real.
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