Song of My Beard

erasure of a page from Samuel Pepys' diary

I sang a song to my beard,
overgrown powder
of my neck and altered head,
brown thing of thorn, bridge
to a brave day abominably bare.

Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Wednesday 22 February 1659/60.

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    1. Yes, indeed! He mentions it in the entry for the day, but I’m not sure whether that will make it into tonight’s erasure or not.


  1. Nice & strange, that beard! I wonder how your non-erasures will be when you return to them…


    1. Possibly not too different. I am old and set in my ways, I’m afraid. But we’ll see.


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