I’ve decided to have a go at book spine poetry. I did it on a bit of a whim so both examples aren’t perfect, but I’m actually quite pleased with the result.
Under the Never Sky,
Blood Red Road,
The Killing Woods.
The idea behind this one was an abandoned road with nothing living there: no animals, no people, nothing.
Before I Die
City of Bones
I wasn’t so sure about this one but think the feel is right. It’s darker and more mysterious and leaves a bit more up to the imagination.
Have you had a go at book spine poetry?