Book Spine Poetry for Strange Times

Cathy, over at 746books.com has composed a very clever post for April, National Poetry Month. Check out her very apt and timely Book Spine Poetry!

April is National Poetry Month and spurred on by a recent post by Bookish Beck, I thought I would indulge in some Book Spine Poetry!

It’s been a while since I did this on the blog but it can get a bit addictive once you get going! I’ve decided to use the book at the top of each pile as the title and I’ve taken a few liberties with the punctuation. You’ll see that both are quite heavily influenced by our current predicament!

Book Spine 1

Notes From An Apocolypse

This changes everything.

Days without end

Clock without hands

we are not in the world.

Some rain must fall.

Retreat to innocence,

Smile.

Still, life.

Book Spine 2

You Must Remember This

The heavens,

flights,

the language of birds.

All the days and nights

lit up inside.

The wild laughter,

this is happiness.

Anyone else fancy having a go? Naomi over at Consumed by Ink

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About Fictionophile

Fiction reviewer ; Goodreads librarian. Retired library cataloger - more time to read! Loves books, gardening, and red wine. I have been a reviewer member of NetGalley since October 2013. I review titles offered by Edelweiss, and participate in blog tours with TLC Book Tours.
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11 Responses to Book Spine Poetry for Strange Times

  1. What an amazing idea! I’m going to try this.

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  2. Thanks for sharing Lynne x

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  3. Jee Wan says:

    Love it! Well-written and so creative!

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