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Category: Pepys Diary erasure project

Starting January 1, 2013, this is a daily exercise in erasure poetry based on the 17th-century Diary of Samuel Pepys. Why this work? Its language is admirably concrete, with recurring words and turns of phrase shaped by the exigencies of Pepys’ original shorthand. In thought and content it stands at the beginning of the modern era: the first truly confessional piece of literature by a man equally fascinated by religion and science, and whose curiosity encompassed everything from music-making and theater to mathematics, accounting, politics, fashion, and carnal pleasures. And last but not least, the 1899 Wheatley edition is available online in a website that is really a model for how to present literature on the web. It was my desire to read it day by day that led to this project, which I view not as erasure but as discovery—a kind of deep (mis)reading. Pepys was a sexual predator and an architect of British colonialism who personally profited off the slave trade, so any less than an engaged, critical reading of the diary, in this day and age, would be irresponsible. From a secret diary, these are the secret poems hidden even from the author himself.

I began compiling the erasures into free ebooks in 2017. Here are 1664, 1665, 1666, 1667, 1668 and 1669, and from my second attempt, here are 1660 and 1661.

Posted on January 31, 2013January 31, 2013 by Dave Bonta

Changeless

erasure of a page from Samuel Pepys' diary

[In a barrel of soap, a pot of ale,
a bag in another bag—
where will God fit if his own purse
could have no change?]


Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Tuesday 31 January 1659/60.

Posted on January 31, 2013 by Dave Bonta

The day the music died

erasure of a page from Samuel Pepys' diary

[My song died,
a note gone to ash.
My flageolette got an ague.
My shot harp sat
in a bed of nails.]


Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Monday 30 January 1659/60.

Posted on January 29, 2013 by Dave Bonta

Under the gun

erasure of a page from Samuel Pepys' diary

[In the gun, an excellent doctrine of St. Peter.
I spur myself to be afraid,
to hear little,
and understand without going to see.]


Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Sunday 29 January 1659/60.

Posted on January 28, 2013January 29, 2013 by Dave Bonta

Going to heaven

erasure of a page from Samuel Pepys' diary

[I left my business, sent for my best fur cap,
went to Heaven and dined on a breast of mutton.
Happiness carried me in his coach.]


Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Saturday 28 January 1659/60.

Posted on January 27, 2013January 29, 2013 by Dave Bonta

Retreat

erasure of a page from Samuel Pepys' diary

[I took to a high
place and stayed
till I was forced by
a hole in my coat
to come home.
I almost wrote.]


Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Friday 27 January 1659/60.

Posted on January 26, 2013January 29, 2013 by Dave Bonta

Larks

erasure of a page from Samuel Pepys' diary

[I paid to free from a dinner dish
two dozen larks, a great company,
and all were merry.
They drank a bottle of wine, fell down,
and ate from my hand.]


Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Thursday 26 January 1659/60.

Posted on January 25, 2013January 29, 2013 by Dave Bonta

Getaway

erasure of a page from Samuel Pepys' diary

[I went by water to my father’s country,
crew buttery as lard, paper ship
to transport me and my tired work.]


Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Wednesday 25 January 1659/60.

Posted on January 25, 2013January 29, 2013 by Dave Bonta

Cut Up

erasure of a page from Samuel Pepys' diary

[Where will I go
when we call one another mad,
pulling off bride’s and bridegroom’s ribbons,
fooling like mad five o’clock scissors
with my papers?]


Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Tuesday 24 January 1659/60.

Posted on January 23, 2013January 29, 2013 by Dave Bonta

Game

erasure of a page from Samuel Pepys' diary

[Down came the axe and found my head,
which made very pretty beef.
I stayed and played a dark stone,
being round and great.]


Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Monday 23 January 1659/60.

Posted on January 22, 2013January 29, 2013 by Dave Bonta

Buckles to my shoes

erasure of a page from Samuel Pepys' diary

[I sat with duty and guilt and shame,
a brother to the poor.
This day I began to put on buckles to my shoes.]


Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Sunday 22 January 1659/60.

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Via Negativa is a unique experiment in daily, poetic conversation with the living and the dead. Dave Bonta founded the site in 2003 and Luisa A. Igloria joined in 2010. Guest authors contribute as well. Dave writes daily erasure poems to discover the poetry hidden in the Diary of Samuel Pepys. Luisa has been writing and posting a poem a day since November 2010, often in response to Dave’s entries at The Morning Porch. Collections of poems first published at Via Negativa include Luisa’s The Buddha Wonders if She is Having a Mid-Life Crisis and Ode to the Heart Smaller than a Pencil Eraser, and Dave’s Ice Mountain and Breakdown: Banjo Poems. Read more…

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