"Here Is How to Be Sorry" - an erasure poem from page 175 of David Foster Wallace’s Infinite Jest
“Our attachments are our temple, what we worship, no? What we give ourselves to, what we invest with faith.’ Are we not all of us fanatics? I say only what you of the U.S.A. only pretend you do not know. Attachments are of great seriousness. Choose your attachments carefully. Choose your temple of fanaticism with great care.” — David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest
Erasure poetry is at once a metaphor for death and a mechanism for dealing with it. We are all eventually erased, whether at the hands of time, illness or accident — opportunities for addition and revision over. What we leave in our stead, however, is never a complete absence. To cope with the loss, friends, family and colleagues each weave new stories from memories and mementos – stories that say not who we were, but who we were to them, stories that hold in spite of the gaps.
via: Jenni B. Baker
