The King’s Coffee

erasure of a page from Samuel Pepys' diary

[I troubled my hands
with rogue handwriting.

Let posterity know how
the King desired coffee.

I heard for certain that
it would prove small pleasure.

I gave a bottle of mist
at a great loss.]


Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Monday 9 January 1659/60

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    1. Glad you liked that. In the original, “mist” is simply how Pepys spells “missed.”

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