After tomorrow,
Saturday will unfurl
in a gathering light:
the beginning of the world
in the middle of the night.
There are faces
in the water inside my head.
I collect postcards
from no man’s land
that no one’s ever read.
That’s how I live now,
all alone in a house
of sand and fog.
I still love that dog.
Kim M. Russell, 23rd April 2020
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Meeting the Bar: Finding Poems in Bookshelves
Björn says it’s time to relax a bit and dive into the concept of found poetry. This week for Meeting the Bar, we are revisiting a book spine poetry, a topic last covered in 2014 by Sam Peralta. The rules are:
- Choose books from our bookshelves;
- sort them so the titles form a poem;
- take a photo of the books;
- write down the poem.
Although the titles provide a good backbone for the poem, we may put some flesh on the bones, so we have the option of writing a second version to which we add our own words to form a fuller poem.
I was torn between my collection of children’s/Young Adults’ books, which are on the bookshelf in my study, and my other books which are on bookshelves in the dining room and spare room. Then I mixed them up. Here’s the list and draft poem:
a love story for bewildered girls
after tomorrow
Saturday
a gathering light
the beginning of the world in the middle of the night
faces in the water
inside my head
postcards from no man’s land
how I live now
house of sand and fog
love that dog
I am impressed with the rhyme you found in the last stanza, but to me, that middle stanza stood out… it seems like living in fever.
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Thank you, Bjorn! I collected those titles from all over our cottage!
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It wasn’t so easy for me either 🙂
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I like the remembrance of the dog at the end and collecting postcards from no man’s land.
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Thank you, Frank!
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you made a really excellent menage of these titles (what interesting books you have!).and the opening lines were so lovely:
“After tomorrow,
Saturday will unfurl
in a gathering light:”
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You even found some rhymes in the batch; fine job. It’s smooth and connected enough, it could stand alone as an actual created solely by you piece.
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Thank you, Glenn.
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Delightfully whimsical patchwork and amazingly you put them together to rhyme!
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Thank you, Lisa!
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So much fun! Nice to see favourite titles – like old friends. I adore “Love that Dog” by Sharon Creech!
Well done!!! 😊
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Thank you! Love That Dog is a big favourite of mine and I used it a lot in teaching.
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I also have “Hate that Cat!” 😂
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🙂
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I love it! Rhymes and all.
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Thank you, Maggie!
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Really well done. This tells of being shut in with ourselves, books and pets in three strong stanzas.
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Thank you!
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You have got an interesting mix of books – specially intrigued by Gathering light. The last stanza is amazing output:
That’s how I live now,
all alone in a house
of sand and fog.
I still love that dog.
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Thank you, Grace. I’m never at a loss for something to read.
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I especially like the last stanza. (K)
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Thank you, Kerfe,
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kaykuala
of sand and fog.
I still love that dog.
Classic close Kim! One is made aware only at the last sentence, a punch-line brilliance!
Hank
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Thank you, Hank!
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this poem flowed effortlessly! beautiful!
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Thank you!
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Yes, that last stanza is fabulous – and it seems especially poignant at the moment. Hope you’re keeping well, Kim.
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Thank you, Sarah. Although I’m still getting twinges from the shingles, the medication seems to have worked and I’m feeling much better. Having received a letter from the NHS and two telephone call, one from Norfolk County Council and one from the the NHS about ‘shielding’, I am doomed to be isolated for a further six weeks or so. I’m going to use the time to write, submit, self-publish, and plant some veg and salad for the summer. How are you?
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I like the poem, and I want to look through all your books. 🙂
I particularly like “I collect postcards
from no man’s land
that no one’s ever read.”
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😊
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Some very impressive poetry came out of this prompt and yours is among them. Too many lines stand out, I can’t pick just one or even two. Well done!
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Thank you so much!
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Very well woven together in this crazy quilt project we’ve undertaken. And I also adore looking through your books!
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Thank you, Victoria!
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I like what you came up with!
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Thank you!
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That was fantastic. If I didn’t see the picture of the books below your writing I wouldn’t really have known the poem was written using the titles.
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Thank you!
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I like how you used one of the book titles as a fantastic title for your poem. It is a great read. The first stanza in particular really drew me in.
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Thank you, Ali!
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I love your title! This is so lyrical. I have House of Sand and Fog on my shelf with other favorites and almost used it. Your last line is such a twist yet makes a satisfying end.
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Thank you so much, Yvonne!
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It truly is a story and each title brings another insightful offering. I like the way the ending adds a lighter touch. I hadn’t even considered using a book for the title. What was I thinking…..or not.
Loved this, Kim.
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Thank you, Mish.
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That’s how I live now,
all alone in a house
of sand and fog.
I still love that dog.
I love it!
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Thanks so much, Dwight!
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