We may again be beautiful

I’ve struggled to write this year. A way back to the craft for me is using someone else’s words – but not all of them. This is known by several names: redacted, erasure, a form of found or most commonly, black out poetry. I’ve been working my way through a 1950’s Nature Atlas. The lush vocabulary mixed with the strong sense of the rightness of colonialism is a striking mix of words to play with.


Deep roots in story
Carved words into the hearts
Of lovers
A silvery rise
Sun-touched roof
Fair to eat, they thrive

Fires take a heavy toll
In this drama
The beginning flourished
Spreading sweet blight
Introduced everywhere
The disease we carried
Ghastly grey, us
Doomed anyhow

But lately definite
Progress has been made
We may again
Be beautiful.

we may again be beautiful

Victoria Fritz
Victoria Fritz has been a logophile for all of her life. Her love of words evolved into a love of writing poetry in the last two years. Never having been a poetry reader (until now!), Victoria finds writing in poetic form a natural way to process and express her inner workings and is hopeful that some of what she writes resonates with others. If you enjoy her work, you can check her out on Instagram. Victoria tries to post daily, but also tries to be gentle with herself when that doesn't happen. Some days she is kinder to herself than others, but with inspiration from Kind Over Matter it's getting easier.

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