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Saturday, 20 April 2013

NaPoWriMo 19

Two poems written, one redrafted, and almost all of my books marked for work. A very productive evening indeed. This is my nineteenth poem for National Poetry Writing Month, and brings me right back on schedule.

William Harvey
(an erasure poem adapted from Aubrey's Brief Lives*)

He made dissections of loss before a bullet
from a great gun made dead amongst the dead

And he awoke upon himself for warmth
after high sun, or wind, had made his age
another thing.

And he would sit on the lead roof.

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