Effortlessly limber she entered
His room, his mind, and the rest
She appropriated, triaged, rejected
With cool gherkin competence.
Neglected to fashion belief in his eyes –
Best leave him to wonder and finally mourn.
She entered, effortlessly limber,
And impoverished us all.
Finally I make it in time for Open Link Night over at dVerse Poets Pub – one of the friendliest and most talented community of poets I have seen online. Or in person.
Over at dVerse Poets Pub the poetic form for experimenting with today is erasure poetry. Here is what Anna Montgomery has to say about it:
Erasure poetry is a form of found poetry created by erasing words from an existing text in prose or verse and framing the result on the page as a poem. The results can be allowed to stand in situ or they can be arranged into lines and/or stanzas.
So here is my attempt at it, based on a poem I recently wrote about my name and how it looks on paper. Just about half of the words have been erased and I am amazed by how much tighter my poem now feels. Maybe that’s the way to go!
I hated my name as a child.
I craved glamour – Esmeralda was my weapon of choice.
Not this unruly.
A name dully mushroomed to earth.
Sinuous paths circled upholstered the cushions
the public face gentled
yet snake-sliver too less savoury worlds.
Is there a letter missing?
No
no jagged lines to cut flab
just something scattered
fields far from home.
