Geography: Story and Time
Your compass
is the
vastness of
place
which
means
imagination,
silence,
a border
you read
to tell stories that
thrash the well
of
love, a
garment time collapses
like a moth in sleep.
~ An erasure of Rebecca Solnit’s The Faraway Nearby, page 3
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Love it.
Thank you, Coleman.
Stunning. You are such a master of the erasure.
I agree, Kevin! This feels perfect.
Thank you, Linda. Good to see you here again this year!
Thank you, Kevin. I do love writing them.
Makes me wrestle with it. All good stuff. And brave with the free form.
You do this so well, Karen. Good to see you here
Good to see you here as well. I always love reading your poems.
Incredible poem! Excellent craft. I look forward to reading more.
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Gorgeous and evocative
Thank you, Shaun. Happy to see you here again this year.
Great erasure!
Thank you, Linda!
Elegant and masterful!
This is wonderful, Karen. The last two lines are amazing!
Thanks, Nancy. Those were my favorite lines. Took me awhile to find them.
I was wondering if this poem would be an erasure when I clicked on the title. You work them so well! Incredible!
Thank you, Pam!