Alfred J Bruey - Jackson, MI (USA):
This book contains many famous poems. "Trees" is one of them. Joyce
Kilmer must have been a real nature lover. I'd like to read
more of her stuff sometime.
This book contains nothing but riddles. If you read it carefully, you
will learn why firemen wear red suspenders and why the chicken crossed
the road.
This book is not for casual reading. It is meant to be
studied carefully. If you have it checked out, someone will be at
your house every evening to give you a long written test.
This book sneaks off the shelf every night after the library closes
and goes to the movie so when someone tries to check it
out it yells "Wait for the movie! Wait for the movie!"
This book might drive you crazy. It is very long. It says
nothing but it chatters on and on and on and on and
on and on and on and on and on and on and
on and on and on and on and on and on and
on and on and on and on and on and on and
on and on and on and on and on and on and
on and on and on and on and on and on ...
well, you get the idea.
Corlis F Carroll - Lake Luzerne, New York (USA):
This Book, buried on hard wood under quick discarded sundresses, dirty socks,
underwear and sweat shirts,
Was finally the key to a closet bulging with wanton adjectives, adverbs,
punctuation and candor,
Unkempt, craving combs, brushes, soap, sap and tantrums.
She wrote it, that elocutionary soul who died, without a word for
months, more than one hundred years ago,
Grandmother, Great, her writers hand piercing the graveyard dirt filling my pens
with ink.
Sarolina Shen Chang - Canton, Michigan (USA):
This is the book about the famous General Liu who stopped the
French invasion in northern Taiwan from 1884 to1885. This is not
the book about his French counterpart, Admiral Courbet.
You have to file a request form for the book about Admiral
Courbet, because it's been shelved in the seldom-circulated-books library somewhere in Ann
Arbor. It is in French, so you need a French-English
dictionary and an English-Chinese dictionary to know how he felt when he
got beaten.
In this book the author tried to explain why Ang Lee from
Taiwan didn't win the Oscar Best Director/Best Picture Awards for the movie
Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon. The publisher rejected it with a tablet
inscribed with the Green Destiny sword he had stolen from Sir Te.
This is the book about the French Cemetery in northern Taiwan and
the wind that whispered with a little French accent.
This is the book about the exchange of prisoners of war in
northern Taiwan after the French were defeated in 1885. The French
were welcome to stay on this beautiful island if they wished to
do so. They could at least eulogize in their mother tongue
pour leur camrades.
Peg Duthie - Nashville, TN (USA):
This book is best read while doing something else, like running on
the treadmill or kneading bread.
This book is a postcard book and thus getting thinner by the
week.
This is the rhyming dictionary that Stephen Sondheim recommends, but I still
like making lists instead.
This book is exhorting me to get a life, but I'm not
entirely convinced the author has one either.
This book was stitched together out of pink and green post-its and
dental floss.
Katherine Borghardt - Ottawa, KS (USA):
This book slapped me across the face!
(I kind of liked it)
A letter from the editor extolled its virtues,
condemned its failure of compliance...
a personal correspondence
with neatly tied up ends
heralding the fact
that someome actually reads these submissions
shoots down the query
and sends off a rejection notice
just like in real life.
Kevin W. Grossman - Santa Cruz, CA (USA):
This book recreates everything we know, everything we experience - subjective memories
lost at sea and we're never quite sure what's going to wash
up along its paper shores.
Look - the bones of spring and pallid hearts.
Penelope - Lexington, Kentucky (USA):
This book is getting far too big -- more pages each day
from cover to cover, one day soon this book will need yet
another new jacket
and a sturdier spine, something more substantial, well bound, to contain the
loose letters. Spilling off the pages, across the smooth of shelving,
onto the floor -- we can’t have this book
making messes where they don’t belong. We can’t have this book falling
over knocking good books on their sides and over the floor, an
orgy of words and punctuation gathering the wet rings of condensation from
other people’s shoes and glasses, licking the
thumbs of unsuspecting readers. In this library, we always keep the lights
on, lest there be mischief, the rattling of paper, co-mingling with paperbacks,
slick magazines and trifolded newsletters. This book doesn’t know when to
stop, so rarely does its
NO FOOD OR DRINK ALLOWED! This book is always telling secrets, does
not circulate. That would not be allowed. Still, we have found
this book flung, open face down by open windows, lying as close
to the edge as it thought we wouldn’t notice. This book
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Sandeep Gautam - Gurgaon, Haryana (India):
This book is a pathetic attempt at martyrdom. Its mission statement (written
in deep red Arial Black font on the green satin-bound back page)
is " to make a million martyrs out of its readers". Each
one of you will die of laughing If you can bear to
read this till the end.
This book can be titled Zen and the art of creating art.
It can also be titled Ibn-batuta.
This book is written in secret code. It was read by a
porter.
This book has already got two noble prizes. One for its innovative
jacket design and the second one for the other book. It also
got nominated in all the major categories and was the most nominated
book at the Nobles this year.
This book like all books must end. It will take its time
to end. It wants to have sex before dying. It also wants
a red ferrari.
Kathleen Goldbach - Campbell, California (USA):
This book is my fourth favorite by this author. I read it
in English while my husband read it in German in a cozy
bed and breakfast on a blustery day in Santa Fe.
This book made me burst out giggling in a quiet study room.
I didn't want to read this book for Book Club, but couldn't
stop after the first page. It proved that you can eat a
one-half-inch slab of bacon fat on brown bread with eight people watching.
This book is a childhood evening echoing with locusts and crickets and
hide-and-seek calls and swishing hoses and the soft hum of grown-up voices
on a quilt in the grass where you're looking up at the
stars.
This book turned my life around with: "There is no general doctrine
which is not capable of eating out our morality if unchecked by
the deep-seated habit of direct fellow-feeling with individual fellow-men."
Carrie VanZandt - Kansas City, MO (USA):
This book is a mortician, contracted years ago
by my grandmother to extract life's moisture
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