Let’s get drunk at the library
and have a book party!
“What a good time!” she said
in an excited whisper.
scrambled blackout poetry created from F. Scott Fitzgerald,
Let’s get drunk at the library
and have a book party!
“What a good time!” she said
in an excited whisper.
scrambled blackout poetry created from F. Scott Fitzgerald,
To kill words with fear,
It’s a dreadful thing.
—Don’t.
“Censorship: What the D!ck@%$?” — blackout poetry created from
“Hester unadulterated. The end.”
altered prose – found poetry, created from
insomnia is invisible
but hard as concrete
blackout poetry created from Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club, 1996
the miracle of a library card
to study, oh, you know,
fill in the blank — anything
blackout poetry created from Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club, 1996
three o’clock —
anxiety, regret
in the depths of worry
swept away in the
whirlwind of nothing —
a horrible nothing
blackout poetry created from Octave Mirbeau, The Diary of
The years pile up and hide under a new exterior.
blackout poetry created from Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter, 1850
the wilderness died
of a broken heart —
from bad decisions and
evil battles of grown men
blackout poetry created from Rafe Martin, Birdwing, 2005
to cry is beautiful —
the beauty of one’s pain
leaving the heart
blackout poetry created from Maud Casey, The Man Who Walked Away, 2014
Nature —
exquisite beauty and elegance
antique yet fresh
blackout poetry created from “Pericles,” Plutarch’s Lives, Dryden’s 1859 Clough translation
at night her age landed hard
like the fall of wasted time
blackout poetry created from Danielle Steel, Fairy Tale, 2017
her smiling girl-heart danced
behind the grey, grey hair
scrambled blackout poetry created from Enid Bagnold,