The starving artist casts a wide net

All day at home looking upon my workmen, only at noon Mr. Moore came and brought me some things to sign for the Privy Seal and dined with me. We had three eels that my wife and I bought this morning of a man, that cried them about, for our dinner, and that was all I did to-day.

At home looking at an eel
that my wife bought,
I cried for our dinner
that was all I.

Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Saturday 15 December 1660.

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