Poetry

Now There’s War

JENNI B. BAKER

 

Second prize winner of the 3rd Annual Geist Erasure Poetry Contest.

Cut-up limbs

come home from dust.

Half-hims

roam beds not sleeping,

tire, quiet and go home.

It’s America:

not everyone’s together.

Erasure poetry begins with removing letters and words from an existing text in order to create a new stand-alone piece that provides new meaning to the original passage. For the 3rd Annual Geist Erasure Poetry Contest, we posted an excerpt from a prose poem, Cottonopolis, by Rachel Lebowitz.

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