Love Your Library: March 2026
Thanks, as always, to Eleanor and Skai for posting about their recent library borrowing.
I’ve ordered my first interlibrary loan from another library in the SELMS (South East Library Management Systems) consortium: The Migrant Painter of Birds by Lídia Jorge. This is a novel I discovered through the Rough Guide to Portugal (Rough Guides always have a great section at the back for related reading, including not just travel books but also varied fiction). There is a £4 charge for the ILL service, but I decided it’s worth it because the Kindle book is £7.99 – more than I’d pay for an e-book, plus I read so much electronically for work that I prefer to read in print when I can – and secondhand copies are much more.
I’ll take it on our trip to Portugal next month, along with a couple more Portugal-set novels I found through a catalogue search, some doorstoppers for getting stuck into on the 20-hour ferry rides, and the audiobook of Shuggie Bain in case the waves are so bad I can only lie on my bunk, close my eyes and wait for death. (We had a beautifully smooth sailing to Spain in 2022 and hope that history repeats itself, but can’t count on it. I’ll have the Kwells, acupressure bracelets, ginger ales and ginger biscuits all to hand!)
Spotted with delight in the Acknowledgements of two recent reads:
- Wendy Erskine: “If I’ve not written The Benefactors sitting at my kitchen table, it’s been in one of these beloved spots: Belfast Central Library, the Linen Hall Library, Woodstock Library, Zentralbibliothek Zürich, the Mitchell Library, Glasgow, the Central Library, Liverpool and Central Library, Dublin. Thank you. Nowhere finer than a public library.”
- Niamh Ni Mhaoileoin (Ordinary Saints): “My heartfelt thanks to literally everyone in the world who does anything to support the continued existence of public libraries. In particular, to the staff, volunteers and taxpayers who sustain the National Library of Scotland, Edinburgh Libraries and Leith Library.”
My library use over the last month:
READ
- Strangers: The Story of a Marriage by Belle Burden

- Like Mother by Jenny Diski

- Leaving Home: A Memoir in Full Colour by Mark Haddon

- Of Thorn & Briar: A Year with the West Country Hedgelayer by Paul Lamb

- Half His Age by Jennette McCurdy

- The First Day of Spring by Nancy Tucker

CURRENTLY READING
- Eva Luna by Isabel Allende (for book club)
- The Heart of Christianity by Marcus Borg (a reread)
- Bog Child by Siobhan Dowd
- The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time by Mark Haddon (a reread)
- Carrie by Stephen King
- The Spirituality Gap by Abi Millar
- First Class Murder by Robin Stevens
- Our Better Natures by Sophie Ward

CHECKED OUT, TO BE READ
- Pathfinding: On Walking, Motherhood and Freedom by Kerri Andrews
- The Swell by Kat Gordon
- Skylark by Paula McLain
- Wandering Stars by Tommy Orange
- Carrion Crow by Heather Parry
- Women Talking by Miriam Toews
I was amused by the found poem (below) that a subset of my borrowed books created on my bedside shelf. I imagined a group of women walking along a coastal path, being overcome by a malevolent wave, and perishing.

ON HOLD, TO BE COLLECTED
- Tender: 100 Poems for the First 100 Days of Life by Harry Baker
- Our Numbered Bones by Katya Balen
- The Impossible Thing by Belinda Bauer
- The Mighty Red by Louise Erdrich (for May book club)
- The Migrant Painter of Birds by Lídia Jorge
- The High Mountains of Portugal by Yann Martel
- Katherine by Anya Seton
- Shuggie Bain by Douglas Stuart (audiobook)
- Wise: Finding Purpose, Meaning and Wisdom Beyond the Midpoint of Life by Frank Tallis
IN THE RESERVATION QUEUE
- Lost Lambs by Madeline Cash
- A Beautiful Loan by Mary Costello
- The Correspondent by Virginia Evans
- Art Cure: The Science of How the Arts Transform Our Health by Daisy Fancourt
- Agnes Aubert’s Mystical Cat Shelter by Heather Fawcett
- Honour & Other People’s Children by Helen Garner
- The Shock of the Light by Lori Inglis Hall
- Almost Life by Kiran Millwood Hargrave
- The Careful Surgeon: Finding Light, Courage and Compassion in the Face of Life and Death by Shehan Hettiaratchy
- Alice with a Why by Anna James
- The Wilds by Sarah Pearse
- A Hymn to Life: Shame Has to Change Sides by Gisèle Pelicot
- Sempre: Finding Home by Raymond Silverthorne
- A Far-Flung Life by M.L. Stedman
- The Original by Nell Stevens
- Greenwild by Pari Thomson

RETURNED UNFINISHED
- The Parallel Path: Love, Grit and Walking the North by Jenn Ashworth – I have to admit to myself that I don’t enjoy long-distance walking travelogues, even when written by authors I generally like.
- Seven by Joanna Kavenna – I hadn’t the patience for something so experimental.
- People Like Us by Jason Mott – I read about 50 pages and it was so satirical, like Paul Beatty on steroids, that there was no reason to care.
- Pick a Colour by Souvankham Thammavongsa – I read 60-some pages and was unspeakably bored. Such a shame as her short story collection was great.
RETURNED UNREAD
- The Brain at Rest: Why Doing Nothing Can Change Your Life by Joseph Jebelli – Requested off me before I had time to even skim it.
- Jolly Foul Play by Robin Stevens – Ditto, but that’s okay because I think I’m tiring of the series and it’s time for a break.
What have you been reading or reviewing from the library recently?
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Book Spine Poetry Strikes Again
Great minds think alike in the blogging world: last week, on the very day that Annabel posted a book spine poem, it was on my to-do list to assemble my current reading stack into a poem or two. I’d spotted some evocative and provocative titles, as well as some useful prepositions. The poems below, then, serve as a snapshot of what I’m reading at the moment, with some others from my set aside and occasional reading shelves filling in. You get a glimpse of the variety I read. (For one title in the second pile, a poetry book I’m reading on my e-reader, I had to improvise!)
My previous book spine poetry efforts are here and here (2016); and here (March 2020).
A dark one, imagining an older woman in serious condition and passing a night in a hospital bed:

Intensive Care
Complications,
Pain.
As I Lay Dying,
Owls Do Cry.
I Miss You When I Blink.
This Thing of Darkness,
Spinster Keeper,
Wrestling with the Angel.
And a more general reflection on recent times and what might keep us going:

Embers
How Should a Person Be
In These Days of Prohibition?
The Light Years
Outlawed,
The Noonday Demon.
Some Body to Love
The Still Point,
The Still Point of the Turning World.
Color and Line
A Match to the Heart.
The Bare Abundance
Love’s Work.
Unsettled Ground
The Magician’s Assistant.
Braiding Sweetgrass
Revelations of Divine Love.
Have a go at some book spine poems if you haven’t already! They’re such fun.
Book Spine Poetry Returns
The literary world continues to revolve, rapidly replacing all in-person events with online ones. On Thursday night I was meant to be in London seeing Anne Tyler. Instead, I spent the evening on Twitter, watching a literary prize announcement, attending two virtual book launches, and (pre)ordering three March releases from my nearest independent bookstore, Hungerford Bookshop. Today I sent the shop owner a long list of book recommendations for the website. I offered remote bibliotherapy for customers and she asked me to add to her curated lists of Long books, Books that are part of a big series, Books to make you laugh, and Books about hope (that last one was really hard). I’m also going to be taking part in two blog tours in early April for novels whose book tours were cancelled. A hint is below.

I’m continuing to read and write to the blog plan I had set up for March into April. What else is there to do? In the meantime, I assembled some titles, mostly from books on my bedside table, into a few impromptu poems. Remember what fun book spine poetry was back in 2016? (My efforts from that short-lived craze are here and here.)
A partial haiku for our times:

Plus two more wee poems of hope and lament.

Refuge
The song of the lark,
The nightingale
Abide with me
A sweet, wild note.

The Sorrows of an American
News of the world:
My own country,
Red at the bone.
I hope you are all staying safe and keeping your spirits up.
What have you been reading that has felt particularly appropriate or comforting?
Book Spine Poetry, Take Two
I had so much fun with the last round of book spine poetry, and so many leftover ideas, that I just had to give it another shot. The themes this time include travel, arson, astronomy, natural history and my own little romance. Let me know what you think.
The art of travel
The violet hour,
The detour:
Turn left at the pub,
Road ends
On Chesil Beach.
The accidental tourist
Thinks…
This must be the place.

Casualties
How to set a fire and why:
Out of sheer rage.
An exclusive love;
All passion spent.
Red sky at night:
The blazing world
Scarlet and black.
Home is burning –
Everything must change.

The celestials
Stargazing
The night of the comet
Crossing the moon
Cloud atlas
Measuring the world
Heaven’s coast

The collector
An obsession with butterflies
Four wings and a prayer
A buzz in the meadow
The secret life of bees
The wonder,
The abundance –
Telling the story
Bird by bird
Tracing the way
Adventure lit their star.

Dedicated to my husband; our ninth anniversary is coming up in just over two weeks.
Abroad
England, England –
Small island,
Small world.
Happenstance:
Over here
About a boy.
Love in a cold climate:
Beautiful fools
(The good guy,
American wife)
A quiet life.

Book Spine Poetry
April is National Poetry Month, so I thought I’d try my hand at some book spine poetry. Thanks to Naomi at Consumed by Ink and Cathy at 746 Books for the fun idea! I have taken the liberty of adding punctuation between some lines, but the book titles themselves appear exactly as on the spines. This has been a fun project to do a bit at a time over the last couple of weeks – it’s always a nice break from my editing and more analytical writing.
Peruse your own shelves or the local library’s and have a go. It’s an easy way to get creative!
The years go by so fast…
Landmarks
Summertime
Harvest
A time of gifts
Winter
A week in December
March
Spring
Snow in May
A year on the wing

A morbid little number, with a riff on Stevie Smith:
All at sea
Cold beacons:
The iceberg,
The whirlpool,
The depths.
Drowning Ruth,
Wave.

Memento mori:
In fond remembrance of me
How to read a graveyard:
A tour of bones,
Mostly harmless.
Last night on earth?
Nothing to be frightened of.

Thanks to my husband, we have a ton of bird-themed books. The concluding line from Emily Dickinson makes this one a bit of a cheat.
Adventures among birds
To see every bird on earth:
The secret lives of puffins,
Last of the curlews,
The life of the skies.
Rare encounters with ordinary birds:
Songbird journeys,
An eye on the sparrow,
The goldfinch.
Falcon fever:
The armchair birder
Feeding the eagles,
Chasing the wild goose.
Hope is the thing with feathers.

An attempt to lay the groundwork for some progressive theology:
How (not) to speak of God
Jesus among other gods:
Atonement?
Blessed assurance?
Everything is illuminated?
The nice and the good
Crossing to safety?
A new kind of Christianity
The story we find ourselves in.
An unquiet mind
Until I find you.
Love wins;
No man is an island;
We make the road by walking.

This one’s my favorite – a tribute to my peaceful days spent working from home.
Still life
The house tells the story:
A room with a view
A slanting of the sun
The shadow hour
A circle of quiet.
So many books, so little time;
Leave me alone, I’m reading.


