On a play of Spine Poetry, I curated a selection of titles from my slices this month to create this poem.
It’s 4 a.m.
Bone Tired
Another Slice of Insomnia
Sleep
Liminal
Not Quite as Advertised
.
Slice of Nothing
Wired and Tired
Angst
.
Walk
Reading
Comfort Food
Self Care
Sunshine for the Soul
.
Just Today
Wordsmithing 
Love this! Gotta try some spine poetry on for size. 🙂
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Ha, what a great slice. Those spines say a lot about a month, hey?
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It’s been a doozie.
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I love this idea. I am always intrigued by spine poems but I’ve never been able to make them work for me. You make me wonder what my collection of titles would look and sound like.
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I’d encourage you to play with them. I sorted mine into groups and arranged them to make their own narrative. I didn’t use all of them – only the ones I thought pertinent to tell the tale.
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This poem is so meaningful. What a novel idea to use your titles as a poem – they do capture the mood of the month for sure.
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Beautiful glimpses into your month. A great summary of Coronamonth.
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Your poem tells the story of what this month has been…you captured it well. Thanks for sharing. 🙂 ~JudyK
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What a month, eh? I can see a theme here…I hope you have gotten more rest lately. Stay safe and healthy!
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