Elves speak
a six pass erasure poem
The poem:
The six passes:
The source material called me. Then called me again, showing me still and chimes as verbs.
The poem:
The six passes:
The source material called me. Then called me again, showing me still and chimes as verbs.
Love this one, Janie! So evocative of Grimm's Fairy Tales. Never trust an elf.
Love the line
“eat the evenings”