What do you want to find? No city. No door. No place. And a stone? A leaf? A door? My father’s eyes desire stoneand angel. Hill-haunted, the golden cities sicken in his eye, the opulent dark,sick with the million books. What do you want to find? I believe in harbors. There is no happy land.Continue reading “#408: Still Another Erasure Poem on April 4, 2022”
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#12: The Shadows
What follows is called a blackout poem. A kind of found poem, it requires a text of some kind, not poetry, and a felt tip marker. Essentially, you carve an original poem out of this pre-existing text, highlighting your chosen words, phrases, sentences, and blacking out or otherwise obscuring the rest. It becomes both aContinue reading “#12: The Shadows”
michael jarmer 