Sunstruck

(Saturday).
Spent at Huntingdon with Bowles, and Appleyard, and Shepley,
2s.

(Sunday).
My father, for money lent, and horse-hire,
1l. 11s.

day-hunting owl

an apple sun for a horse

Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Saturday 6 JuneSunday 7 June 1668 (Pepys’ rough notes for missing entries)

Rowdy

(Friday).
At Barnet, for milk,
6d.
On the highway, to menders of the highway,
6d.
Dinner at Stevenage,
5s. 6d.

Friday bar ilk
on the highway
high din

Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Friday 5 June 1668 (Pepys’ rough notes for a missing entry)

Sleeping Without Clothes

And now, nearing my sixth decade, 
finally I can live inside my skin 

after I've shed 
its coverings— peeled off 

childhood's white cotton socks  
embroidered with a yellow residue

of scabs; folded sleeves that kept
the bruises hidden. The lifting of sheets,

no longer a violation. A skirt 
hem without aftershock or tremor.

Let me sleep with one hand 
under the pillow and the other

open to what might stream 
from a window. Without drowning.