I’ve had a very long, very busy week and despite having a few books ready to review, I can’t seem to get in the right frame of mind.

So, inspired by Annabel and Rebecca who have both posted some fantastic book spine poetry this week, I thought I’d have another go. I’ve posted some book spine poetry before, in 2016 and during the first lockdown. In a rather bizarre turn of events, one of those ‘poems’ was picked up by the The Hang Seng University of Hong Kong, who displayed it on campus as part of their ‘Between the Lines‘ project!

In lieu of writing a review, I decided to give it another go, so here is my latest attempt. It’s as close to writing poetry as I’m ever going to get 🙂

NOCTURNES

12:23, the silence.

The old drift asleep.

Where are we now?

In the dream house

Canal dreams, train dreams, walking with ghosts.

The surfacing…

You must remember this

The truth must dazzle gradually,

we are made of diamond stuff.

Any one else tempted to have a go? Beware, it can be additive!

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