I did it once before, and like I said, I enjoyed it quite a lot! I set my shelf to random and tried my hand at another session of spine poetry. I feel like that needs another name though; that sounds aggressive and kind of morbid. Maybe it will sound better if I think of it in a “written on the body” way.
Anyway, today’s spine poetry creation is a lot lighter than my previous one. Perhaps this one means a little less, too, but I love the idea of it and the ease of (imaginary) love.
If you’re out there, one small thing before the coffee gets cold: if I never met you, what if it’s us?
I imagine here someone laying in bed in the hours before your alarm goes off, the time when you can pretend you don’t have any life obligations. The time when you’re allowed to wonder, and question, and dream… and sometimes on worse days, to worry.
This blends a bit of both, as someone is lying alone and wondering if the person they’re meant to be with is out there, waiting for them. Or worse: if they’ve already passed by and they’re so close, yet so far.
It’s painful optimism. When it hurts to hope, but it’s a better hurt than the numbness of giving up.
Wow, so maybe it’s a little less lighthearted than I originally felt, but that’s the scene that came to mind. Hope you enjoyed reading it, as I did writing it! I’d love to hear if you’ve ever created your own spine poetry or read any of the books I used — they’re all from my TBR so this serves as a good reminder to me as well of what I have waiting. 😋
I’ve seen this wonderful idea on instagram, that I don’t have enough physical books to participate in myself anymore. The idea is to take a look through your books and create a poem from the titles you have. I LOVE that, but alas, moving so often means I’ve had to cut down my physical collection.
But I’m adaptable! So instead, I’ve pored through some of the book I have listed on Goodreads to create a poem. It actually ended up holding a good deal of meaning for me, so here’s what I got on my first attempt!
They called us enemy Run away New kid This is my America A love hate thing
Recommended: Yes, especially right now For anyone who lives on Earth. For those who could learn some empathy. For classrooms all over. For anyone in need of some feelz.
Summary: With authenticity, integrity, and insight, this collection of poems from some of today’s most compelling voices addresses the many issues confronting first- and second- generation young adult immigrants and refugees, such as cultural and language differences, homesickness, social exclusion, human rights, racism, stereotyping, and questions of identity. Poems encourage readers to honor their roots as well as explore new paths, and offers empathy and hope for those who are struggling to overcome discrimination. Many of the struggles immigrant and refugee teens face head-on are also experienced by young people everywhere as they contend with isolation, self-doubt, confusion, and emotional dislocation.