THE FUTURE

This image shows a blackout poetry piece created on a page a T.S. Eliot poetry anthology. Most of the original text has been covered by spirals of yellow colored pencil and "x" marks made in black marker. Select words have been left visible and outlined in black marker, forming a new poetic message against the illustrated background.

By River Allen

THE FUTURE

The future is

not yet here

the way forward is

patient

relax into
a hundred hours

into

the

furrow

the

not

voyaging

disembark

receive this:

And do not think
forward.