Out of Order

erasure of a page from Samuel Pepys' diary

In a painted sea, what to write?
A letter taking tomorrow back?
But we sat and drank till drunk
and began to talk foolishly.
How to change?
I drink drink drink, for I find
it puts me out of order
in the name of liberty,
king for a day.


Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Friday 9 March 1659/60.

Lucre

erasure of a page from Samuel Pepys' diary

White-hot and a black burn:
mind and face.
I look for direction,
see money and a petticoat.

I have taken up with that dog,
that plenipotentiary death.
What a great profit I made.
How I cheated.


Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Thursday 8 March 1659/60.

Ash Wednesday

erasure of a page from Samuel Pepys' diary

Ash overtook me, all joy
only a seed on the wind.
I went to the alley and bought a cat
and a good piece of cheese, I wonder why.
As if it is better to be here
than anywhere else.


Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Wednesday 7 March 1659/60.

Fat Tuesday

erasure of a page from Samuel Pepys' diary

After talking about going to sea,
after drinking with a butcher and a violin,
after bacon, capons and fritters,
after singing and drinking,
after a dance or two with my lord,
soberly and without fear
I lay awake.


Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Tuesday 6 March 1659/60.

Wind

erasure of a page from Samuel Pepys' diary

Lo, the trumpeters give a sound
of the rump this morning,

a wind to the leg where a carp
is put into good posture.

My art is talk—
and after talk, the bed.


Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Friday 2 March 1659/60.

Mindless

erasure of a page from Samuel Pepys' diary

Thinking out of the box,
my mind left.
Little to do but school a school in being,
a man buried in being.
Brain or pot? Water or wine?
Other things make a kind bed.


Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Thursday 1 March 1659/60.