Okay, so I’m going to a reading party in a couple weeks where everyone brings some inspirational things they’ve read in the past few months to read to the lot. And well, today I decided to make a sonnet-length poem from lines from fourteen moving books I’ve read lately. Warning: it’s a bit of a mess. I love. It:
I am ashamed before the Great imitation of
It’s not enough to bring forth witnesses to some
So everything went nameless as the men
You do not know me without you have read a book
Terrible old man! thought Starbuck with a shudder, sleeping in this gale
Nothing for me to do but shut my eyes
I got restless picturing your ankles
Maybe you can write a cento or two or three or as many as you like if you feel like it. (I buy Cento brand tomato products just to remind me & the labels are nicely colorful too)