Monday, May 20, 2013


I had never heard of an "erasure" poem until I read GATSBY SUMMER NIGHT. I like the idea; it reminds me of Janet Reid's title-poem contest. So using the first page of The Pericles Commission -- I have Gary Corby's first two books in my to-read stack -- I 'wrote' an erasure poem.

A dead man at my feet
lay facedown in the dirt
shot through the heart.
The body was warm to the touch
his wound, slippery and wet
I heard the footsteps of someone coming
perhaps the killer
I stepped backward to take cover

I won't win any literary awards with that, but it was fun!

UPDATE: Gary Corby loved the poem and posted it on his website!


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