Eraser!

A father with a huge eraser erases his daughter. When he
finishes there's only a red smudge on the wall.
His wife says, where is Amyloo?
She's a mistake, I erased her.
What about all her lovely things? asks his wife.
I'll erase them too.
All her pretty clothes? . . .
I'll erase her closet, her dresser--shut up about Amyloo!
Bring your head over here and I'll erase Amyloo out of it.
The husband rubs his eraser on his wife's forehead, and as
she begins to forget she says, hummm, I wonder whatever
happened to Amyloo? . . .
Never heard of her, says her husband.
And you, she says, who are you? You're not Amyloo, are
you? I don't remember your being Amyloo. Are you my
Amyloo, whom I don't remember anymore? . . .
Of course not, Amyloo was a girl. Do I look like a girl?
. . . I don't know, I don't know what anything looks like
anymore. . .


I've liked this poem ever since I heard it in class last year. But Had never really thought about what the message could be until today. I just had always thought it was cute and funny. First off the name Amyloo makes me think of some Dr. Seuss story, How the Grinch stole Christmas I think...Cindy Lou Who or something I don't know.But the idea of erasing some one who has become a pain is a common idea. I often have wished I could erase people who have began to annoy the hell out of me. But then of course that's not at all possible, but even if it was erasing a person would change so many aspects about life. Because as much as we don't want to believe it each person who enters our life has shaped it in some way.

Found poem packet

The poem Order in the Streets Donald Justice
was hilarious to me(but not in a ha ha funny way). When you read the section under the title says the poems comes from instructions from a kids toy and then you read the poem it doesn't seem at all like that. After the first stanza the toy seems very violent and realistic. I understood how that article led to this "found" poem
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1.2.3.
Switch on.

Jeep rushes
to the scene
of riot.

Jeep goes
in all directions
by mystery action.

Jeep stops periodically
to turn
hood over

machine gun appears
with realistic
shooting noise.

After putting down riot,
jeep goes
back to headquarters.

Mirror

Looking at my reflection,
Telling me to be myself.
But in the same breath tell me, myself isn't good enough.
Feeling like I'm fighting what's inside, but looking directly into my own eyes
I'm forced to face reality.
I'm not who I want to be.
I have yet to become the she I want looking back at me.