the work so far
the troops were fortified
had entered
the tower
traced and worn to the ground
houses of
the others
the downfall did with most
looked upon
dented days
the smaller might mind for
once without
altered cause
made us look to their times
for manners
brought about
perfumed gloves of good birth
hold his
undrawn motto
“a century too late”
of care still
to be seen
in the time of hundreds
unnatural
removed
the house is still the old
tenantless
memories
the chase more to their tatstes
had done haps
we do not
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erasure poem- also a nod to Christopher Tietjens
at the end
of the parade
there’s a ford
sonnet sealed
silver trinkets
tree cut down
Great shape!
Nice!
For you this is a very long poem! It’s intriguing the way good erasures can be. I love “perfumed gloves of good birth.”
I want to see the original to see what was erased! Was it already this shape or no? Love the combinations of words you’ve gathered here.
it’s snippets from an old arts magazine ( from 1915 or so…)
it was not in this shape. and i’m not sure i’m in love with this form, but decided to try something new.. might get reworked, might get harvested for pieces… i love erasure for the nuggets of word groupings i’d never otherwise use.. feels like some type of magic.