Tag, I’m it. (Nearest book meme) October 31, 2006Posted by The Typist in Odds&Sods, Poetry, Toulouse Street.
Ok, I never do these things, but since Maitri started it, here goes:
Day 428: The Nearest Book Meme
By Maitri on internet
1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next 4 sentences on your blog along with these instructions.
5. Don’t you dare dig for that “cool” or “intellectual” book in your closet! I know you were thinking about it! Just pick up whatever is closest.
This book doesn’t have a 123, so I’m going to page 23:
. . . Hums all night like a machine underground.
The wisteria next door inhales to speak,
But the wind blows in the opposite direction.
Opposite! The very work is like friendship.
I reach my hand and lave a smudge on the air.
When I make what I make, I drop into cold water . . .
This is from Paranioa, from the collection of Raeburn Miller’s poetry The Comma After Love. He was a professor at U.N.O. and taught me senior level 20th Century Poetry (both parts). I was laying on the counter to dry out after having a run in with a leaky coffee machine.