Schietree just introduced me to book spine poetry: so fun! I had to play.
This is a bit challenging, since most of our books are in storage. The majority of the physical books in the apartment are technical, and making poetry out of The Elements of Statistical Learning or The Analysis of Financial Time Series is a bit beyond me (any quant jocks up for the challenge?).
But I prevailed.
Heart songs: wonder tales, fragile things, ghosts of yesterday. The interior castle -- the secret parts of fortune.
The second one is more like flash fiction.
Olive Kitteridge, monstress, barbequed husbands. Warnings to the curious!
What poetry lurks in the spines on your bookshelf?