Oysters

erasure of a page from Samuel Pepys' diary

A boy is going to the king.
I enter his name in my book.

How many churches have
a barrel of pickled oysters?

Open the barber’s hands with
his own hands: a close business.

This letter is like a house—
a very well writ one.


Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Saturday 21 April 1660.

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