Book Spine Poem 03.11.20

Today was rather less pressured than yesterday, and certainly more readily manageable than last week. Even so, I wasn't able to leave until quite late. So I decided that missing a day of walk or jog was better for me.

In the process of minimalising the apartment (on the advice of the real estate agent) my attention had been caught by some book titles. Today I set them up, and without additional words produced a Book Spine Poem.

The meaning of life

Man's search for ultimate meaning
Malt whisky compan (ion)
Moody minds distempered
Voices of madness
75 Years of The Times crossword
Yes to life
                 in spite of everything