The Return of Book Spine Poetry

Last time I did this, the whole of my bedroom floor was covered with small piles of books as I built up potential poem fragments – but this was the result – and I was very pleased with it. (Took ages to put all the books back though!) Now Bookish Beck has had another go, and she kept it small this time with some wonderful results here.

So, copycat that I am, I’ve just had to have another go too. Taking a lesson from Rebecca, I looked over to the shelf in my dining room, which still houses all my Paul Auster books from my recent hosting of Paul Auster Reading Week, and guess what – an entire Auster poem emerged.

Here’s my poem, with added Harry to cheer you up….

The Invention of Solitude

Report from the interior,
The inner life of Martin Frost,
Man in the dark.
The Book of Illusions:
4 3 2 1 …

10 thoughts on “The Return of Book Spine Poetry

    • AnnaBookBel says:

      Absolutely – as yet I haven’t ventured upstairs where most of my books are… there may be more once I get bored during the Easter hols.

  1. Lois says:

    Perhaps the ingenious poem should end invisibel? The lovely kitty doesn’t look too impressed by the stack.

    • AnnaBookBel says:

      Harry ran away when I tried to get him to take part fully in the photo, so I had to use the stealth version!

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