I’ve come across many interesting book markers over the years. Of course some are plain, some are in the expected form with a nice quote or pretty picture…but some make me wonder about what exactly was going on in the person’s life who last read the book I’m now holding. It’s easy to imagine for some…the dried flower, the business card…others are a bit more perplexing the strip of toilet paper, the lock of hair…
I myself have marked a place with whatever is handy…a used envelope, a stick of gum, a paperclip…yet some of the things I found I don’t think people meant to discard.
Anyway I was just think of this and decided to write a few haiku on the subject. Here is #1
unpaid power bill
now reading by candlelight~