Nothing to do with eighties disco (sadly), an erasure poem takes a piece of text and rubs much of it out to reveal a poem inside. Here’s my attempt at an erasure poem based on Boris Johnson’s speech withdrawing from the conservative leadership race yesterday.
I have been overwhelmed by people,
I have been attracted to distraction,
I am well placed to deliver the last days;
I, sadly, can’t govern effectively.
We have, sadly, not been able.
I am afraid to
go forward.
I
am
afraid.
(By the way, if you’re at all interested, the full text of his speech is here.)
