Collective Unrest

 

Annotated Bibliography

August 15, 2018

every book I have ever loved
has gone unread—or worse yet—
abandoned by Chapter Three because
      I Just Couldn't Get Into It

yet every book
a man
has ever recommended to me,
       lent me,
              or even mentioned in passing
has required my annotation.

a book group get-together,
        a one-sided discussion—
               not a lecture, mind you,
               he is Different Than Most Men—
where he is leading questions in a forum
        to make sure I Really Got It,
                to make sure I Understood the Meaning & Motif.

I have been reading so much
my annotated cumulative bibliography
       is in pristine MLA format
                 & my footnotes have footnotes
                        which, in turn, have end notes.

I have come to hate reading Serious Books™
because like the books themselves,
I am merely there to witness
               Men Doing (Writing) Things. 

I am not even meant to be a Book Reviewer—
reviewers, after all, are entitled to an opinion—
        I am merely transcribing annotations, 
               neutral summaries of books 
                        which were never really meant for me. 



Allie Marini is a cross-genre writer holding degrees from both Antioch University of Los Angeles & New College of Florida. She has published a number of chapbooks, including Pictures from the Center of The Universe (Paper Nautilus, winner of the Vella Prize) and Southern Cryptozoology: A Field Guide to Beasts of the Southern Wild (Hyacinth Girl Press, finalist for the SFPA’s Elgin Award) In addition to her work on the page, Allie was a member of Oakland’s 2017 National Slam Team. A native Floridian now freezing to death in the Bay Area, Allie writes poetry, fiction, and essays. Find her online: www.alliemarini.com.

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