KEA 469
I anchor
in a harbor
—To keep one's self
to one's self,
I am
the whole ship.
—To keep from
one's
other
is a
sharp wind—
a lament in a wailing tone
given for
the sake of
friendship.
This erasure poem, while done for National Poetry Writing Month, is part of a larger project. The page is taken from a 1980s dictionary. My intent is to complete the entire dictionary, or rather half of it, and mount the pages on wood. Each letter will become its own visual piece and will vary in size according to the number of pages. For example K contains only 4 pieces of paper and so will be a small picture, whereas A will take some ingenuity to fit everything.