Musings on time & spine poetry

It took me a while to realize that time was not what it used to be. There’s less of it now or so it seems to me. That being said, instead of complaining that I don’t have an hour or two or four to write my next blog post, I’m going to steal pieces of time and use them to write shorter posts until I can manage to get a bigger chunk in which to think and dwell in order to find all the beautiful words I want to use to write my next review. Also, shorter sentences would probably be better. That, however, is a hard habit to break.


I saw the “book spine poetry” on a few blogs but it wasn’t until reading the ones on TJ’s blog that I suddenly got the urge to go and look at the books on my shelves. If you haven’t read them, go have a look. The second poem she posted made me smile. It’s perfect.

For each poem I wrote I chose a book. The first one had to include Winnetou, because it’s one of my favorite books which I’m hoping to re-read soon. For the second one, there was something about On the Holloway Road which called out to me. I quite enjoyed that book.

In the Desert
Our Mutual Friend
The Deer Slayer

Red Earth and Pouring Rain
On the Holloway Road
After Dark

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12 Responses to Musings on time & spine poetry

  1. M-----l says:

    I’ve never done any book spine poetry, but this post reminded me that one of my all-time favorite book spines is, in fact, Vikram Chandra’s Red Earth and Pouring Rain. My copy is different from yours. Mine features a monkey with a typewriter. I love seeing that little monkey staring out at me from the shelf.

    • Delia says:

      A monkey with a typewriter. 🙂 Maybe you’ll take a picture, I’d love to see it. Have you read the book? Mine’s been waiting for me for a while now…

  2. Deb Atwood says:

    Your spine poetry is lovely! The second one is especially evocative…sounds like the opening of an atmospheric novel. And I so get what you say about time. Sigh.

    • Delia says:

      Thanks, Deb. This was fun, I should do more spine poetry.
      That does sound like the beginning of something atmospheric. A horror novel maybe? 🙂
      Yes, time, one of the things you can’t buy…unfortunately…

  3. Vishy says:

    Loved your spine poetry, Delia. I loved both the pictures too but the second one was my favourite – it beautifully evokes the pouring rain and the in-the-dark descriptions. Hope your time becomes elastic again and you are able to squeeze in more of what you want in your time

    • Delia says:

      I like the second one better as well. It creates a vivid picture in my mind.
      If only I could stretch the time – a couple of hours a day would be great. That would be my reading time. 🙂
      Thanks for the nice words, Vishy.

  4. Brian Joseph says:

    I have also been terribly pressed for time and I do not have enough tome to blog.

    Book spine poetry is such a neat concept. I really like the idea of Dickens haunting Clive Barker.

  5. Delia says:

    Dickens haunting Clive Barker, now that’s a way of looking at it. 😀
    There’s never enough time. This reminds me of a quote by John Burroughs:

    “I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read, and all the friends I want to see.”

    Here’s to hoping we get better at managing what time we have. 😉

  6. Athira says:

    This is fun! I think I missed the spine poetry posts. Love the second one a lot!

  7. These are so so awesome, Delia. I would love to see more of these on your Instagram. Maybe, one poetry a month at least. You are amazing at this. 🙂

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