Done, and Cannot be Undone

 

Though I did not mean to, I did

Break the spine of my book, a very

Good book at that. I laid it flat

And the deed was done; now,

Whether I wish it or not, the book,

Falling open naturally, recommends:

 

"Here's the garden she walked across,

   Arm in my arm, such a short while since:"

 

 

 

 





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Written on 2017-12-10 at 16:40

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How did you manage to turn this into a beautiful poem? But, you did. It's done!
Ashe
2017-12-13


Bibek The PoetBay support member heart!
Ah, Robert Browning!

I like the ending. Although what the speaker did seems bad in the beginning, the end justifies the intent.
2017-12-12


Ala Miriam
Lovely
2017-12-12


Sameen The PoetBay support member heart!
I really like this poem. Never thought there could be a compelling poem about book spines haha. Love it
2017-12-11


Rob Graber
"Recommends"?! Intriguing little poem.
2017-12-10


josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
Your unintended action produced a very pleasant reaction. Karma?
2017-12-10