This desire to be here
or to be there: all day
under sail, the money in
my hands, the fine moon
walking upon the sea…
Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Friday 6 April 1660.
Purveyors of fine poetry since 2003.
Purveyors of fine poetry since 2003.
This desire to be here
or to be there: all day
under sail, the money in
my hands, the fine moon
walking upon the sea…
Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Friday 6 April 1660.
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