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Erasure Poetry

Hehehe. I smiled at today’s poetry prompt. As a child of the 80’s the word erasure puts a smile on my face. I loved, and still love, the music group Erasure. (My favorite song is Blue Savannah.) That has nothing to do with today’s prompt other than the word itself. Erasure poetry, also called blackout poetry, is part of what is known as Found poetry. That means that you find poetry in things around you. Erasure poetry comes from books. You take a book, pick a page at random, then erase, or blackout, all but the words that stand out to you. You can create interesting poems from this. If you pay attention you’ll find that it isn’t as random as you thought.

For my response I am going to use the one I had to do last October for OctPoWriMo because it also fits the Blogging A to Z Challenge letter for today (Rose=symbol of love). I took it from The Name of the Rose by Umberto Eco. I know I should do a new one, but I have been dealing with birthdays and sick kids, and I am just exhausted today. So, I’m giving myself a break. Hope your week is going well.

xo Jesi

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The Name of the Rose

By Jessica Scott

 

The soul plunges through love,

an immense abyss,

without seductions,

without the reckless and promiscuous life,

the lure of rebellion.

 

I do not say these things to you

about love as a thing of the Devil;

men or women love one another

and desire to live always close,

what one party wishes,

the other desires.

It is spiritual, conceived in God’s name.

Even the love felt by the soul,

it proceeds in disorder.

 

First, the soul grows tender,

then sickens,

then feels divine love,

and cries out and moans, becomes as stone

flung in the forge to melt; it crackles, licked by the flame.

 

And is this good love?

But how difficult it is.

How difficult it is when devils tempt your soul.

 

Feel like the hanged man, his hands tied behind him,

eyes blindfolded, no help, no support, no remedy,

swinging in the empty air. Go now.

On this side the choir of angels,

on that, the gaping maw of hell.

 

Jesi Scott is an aspiring writer of novels, a poet, and blogger. She has guest-blogged over at The Well-Tempered Bards, and has a post featured at For Love Of…. Jesi has two poems published in Memories of Mist, a literary anthology, and one published story in a newsletter. She is currently working on releasing her first poetry collection as well as writing her first novel. When not writing, Jesi can be found getting lost in bookstores, singing and dancing around the house, experiencing culture with friends, and generally having fun with her four sons when they aren’t driving her weeping into her closet, which she calls her Padded Cell. She loves to rescue stray bookmarks, as well as books, and has opened her heart to any and all stories needing a home. Archery is her current favorite thing ever but you might want to stand back a little as she still has a tendency to drop the bow occasionally.

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