Evening friends! Today I am going to dip back into some Spine Poetry. For those unaware of this extremely complicated and delicately balanced art form, it basically involves using the titles of books (generally found on their spines) to create a piece of poetic brilliance. Today I thought to myself, “I have approximately 120 books on my “Want to read” list at Goodreads, and over 700 on my Book Depository wishlist. Why then, should I not use these languising bits of literature to create a poem?”
” No reason at all”, I answered myself.
And so I present to you a Spine-ish bit of poetry using some of the many titles on my Goodreads To-Read pile. Enjoy.
“Level 2: The Sleepwalker’s Ball”
Into the grey shadows
Ugly beauty queens, texting the underworld
Rude bitches make me tired.
Poltergeeks, redefining girly, jinxed beyond belief.
The lost boys, unsouled, control nefarious doings;
night vision a pleasure and a calling.
Elizabeth is missing before the full moon rises:
the vanishing season.
We are all completely beside ourselves.
Dead ends drawn.
The girl: breakable.
Unspoken whisper: the river of no return,
the skull in the wood.
The spin, the last word?
Department of Speculation.
For those who want to have a look at any of these titles, here are the covers in an attractive collage format. You’re welcome!
Until next time,