For National Poetry Month, I’m writing poems inspired by words, ideas, and images in Virginia Woolf’s Diary.
I’ve found myself quite amused by the amount of complaining Woolf does about all her guests and visitors. She longs for solitude and quiet, yet every day is a seemingly endless round of social obligation. It’s exhausting just to read about it! I want to take her in hand and remind her that she’s creating her own reality here. Just say no, Virginia!
Instead, I wrote a book spine poem.
Day #28: Visitors
fabulous nobodies
bored and brilliant
writers & lovers
bright dead things
old friend from far away
abandon me
leave me alone, i’m reading
so long, see you tomorrow
Great poem! It’s always neat to see these spine poems—people always seem to have all the books needed to make the perfect poem! Thanks for sharing!
And now I want to check out the book, Leave Me Alone, I’m Reading.
Perfectly worded!