Books Read in 2017 (24)

January
1.Anna Karenina – Leo Tolstoy
2.The Intern’s Handbook – Shane Kuhn
3.Franny and Zooey – J.D. Salinger
4.Harry Potter and the Cursed Child – J.K. Rowling, John Tiffany & Jack Thorne
5.The Bachelor Brother’s Bedside Companion – Bill Richardson
February
6.Perfume – Patrick Süskind
7.Ariel – Sylvia Plath
8.No Country For Old Men – Cormac McCarthy
9.Death of a Salesman – Arthur Miller
March
10.All The Light We Cannot See – Anthony Doerr
11.Talking About Detective Fiction – P.D. James
12.Ablutions – Patrick deWitt
13.The Suspicions of Mr. Whicher – Kate Summerscale
14.Among the Ruins – Ausma Zehanat Khan
15.We Are What We Pretend To Be – Kurt Vonnegut
April
16.2001: A Space Odyssey – Arthur C. Clarke
17.Born A Crime – Trevor Noah
18.Northanger Abbey – Jane Austen
19.First Among Sequels – Jasper Fforde
May
20.Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? – Philip K Dick
21.Flappers: Six Women of a Dangerous Generation – Judith Mackrell
22. One Of Our Thursdays Is Missing – Jasper Fforde
June
23.A Few Figs From Thistles – Edna St. Vincent Millay
24.The Martian Chronicles – Ray Bradbury
Currently Reading One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Nest – Ken Kesey

Books Read in 2017 (24)

Have You Ever Felt Like This?

Periodically I look in the
mirror and I do not recognize
my face or my features and
I wish I could unzip my
skin and live outside the
body like Arthur C Clarke’s
star child or Vonnegut’s
happily amphibious future-
everything that I am has nothing
to do with the form I’m
currently being housed in
and sometimes it scares me.

BB

Have You Ever Felt Like This?

Untitled.

They say that time and space
can heal everything
so I bought a train ticket
for my broken heart and
set it loose to see the world.

The hurt began to ebb
as I watched the last train car
fade into the distance and
from time to time I will
get postcards from my heart-
it never stays anywhere for long.

It goes where it wants
when it wants and I
was never very good at letting go
so I am very happy to know
that it is doing so well on its own.

BB

Untitled.

Warning: Fragile.

I put my hand on my chest
and I knew without looking
that my heart was broken.

I could feel the shards
rattling against my ribs
and piercing my lungs.

I coughed up your last words
bloody and shining diamonds
into the palm of my hand.

How could something that had
seemed so beautiful be
wreaking havoc on my soul?

I guess you could argue that
having a heart made of glass
was not a good idea after all.

BB

Warning: Fragile.

An Ode To Wine

Cupid tried to get me-
aiming for my head
but he missed by a few inches
and uncorked my wine instead!
Therefore Cupid succeeded
in sending me a love divine
though I doubt that he intended
for it to be the tannins of red wine.
However now we are so happy
sharing sunsets and long sips
and this soulmate is not offended
if I sample others on long trips.
After working late into the night
red wine waits up for me
one quick glass in the moonlight
and from the stress I’m free.
It doesn’t notice if I miss the gym
or my jeans are a touch too snug
and it has no pretensions
about being drunk out of a mug.
When it comes to wine
I make fair and few demands too
except of course being that
only red will do!
Malbec, Merlot, Shiraz and Syrah
I love ’em and I know ’em
that is why to red wine
I dedicate this poem!

BB

An Ode To Wine