Book Spine Poetry, or Moving with Lots of Books is a Pain

Alex Crowley -- October 10th, 2013

I just moved to a new apartment, and probably like many of you, I don’t own a lot of things, but the thing I own a lot of is books. Boxes, crates, shelves—you name it and it has books in or on it. So to keep from going nutty while I unpacked and (re)organized, I decided to make some book spine poems. Of course there’s always some measure of narcissism in a little project like this (“ooh, look at all the cool books I have!“), but I also think seeing someone else’s personal library is a window into their head (however small the window or head). So in that spirit, I’m posting my poems below, and you all should make some and send them our way! Take pics and tweet them to us @pwreviews and we’ll retweet them to all our followers.

better off without ‘em

I am a strange loop

louder than hell

beyond good and evil

you will die

civilization and its discontents

leaning against the rain

against architecture

the damned

in baltic circles

near to the wild heart

you are not dead

from the observatory

on the spectrum of possible deaths

to keep love blurry

rain

down the rabbit hole

on the tracks of game

collapse

either way I’m celebrating

consciousness explained

modern music and after

a brief history of time

blood, class, and empire

coming of age as a poet

making your own days

laughable loves

by word of mouth

seven american deaths and disasters

3 thoughts on “Book Spine Poetry, or Moving with Lots of Books is a Pain

  1. Leah

    Last year I facilitated our FIRST ANNUAL BOOK SPINE POETRY CONTEST. We received 40+ entries. People had so much fun creating these brief (8 book spines=8 lines)poems, statements, insights. Immediately you witness the beckoning whisper of a title to a patron who then moves through the stacks scanning until the next and the next and the next book spine title reaches out and finds itself in a warm embrace. Yes, it is quite something to behold when the creations are complete and the patron sits back in wonder at what they have pulled together. The books? Laugh silently to themselves.

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