Monday, 8 February 2010

Lipogrammatic poem

Lipogrammatic poem, omitting 'E'

At night cross-limbs low down
Mad with worry hits brain with fist
Should find in his vast family of pity
Nothing to bunk with him tonight –
Pillow similar to bricks –
Night is bulky; crawls into
Big old cataracts, much of that is
A good vision of damnation –
Girl in his mind is a blitz of all
Normal adult thought – turns to blank,
Think of how that day will ruin him,
Mad and thinking – similar to dying –

The letter E is, I think, the most popular letter in English and French, so omitting it seems to make the language sound slightly different, I think it flows either better or in a different way. It was difficult to write, though.

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