At home the greatest part of the day to see my workmen make an end, which this night they did to my great content.
The greatest art men make, they eat.
Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Thursday 20 June 1661.
Dave Bonta (bio) often suffers from imposter syndrome, but not in a bad way — more like some kind of flower-breathing dragon, pot-bellied and igneous. Be that as it may, all of his writing here is available for reuse and creative remix under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International License. For attribution in printed material, his name (Dave Bonta) will suffice, but for web use, please link back to the original. Contact him for permission to waive the “share alike” provision (e.g. for use in a conventionally copyrighted work).
I was going to say: love it! But I suppose as aphorisms go this is pretty sexist.
Yes, not much I could do about that!