Thursday, January 5, 2012


Will anyone
with the experience
of middle age
deny that there is much
in every-day life
calculated to produce

but apathy is
a lingering suicide

dwell on hope

. . . . . . . .

The OED word of the day for the erasure poem|commentary is 'accidie,' which is basically sloth. Not, of course, that I would know anything about that :)

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