I have just recently started reading Emma- by Jane Austen and as I made through the first 100 pages of the book an idea popped up in my mind.
It might be a little too spontaneous for me to do this considering I haven’t finished reading the book but how wonderful would it be if I gave the book review in the form of a poem.
While reading Emma, when I thought of her character ( in the first 100 or so pages), this poem is what could best encapsulate my opinions of her.
I was always more interested in others affairs than my own
Guessing which event would lead to what occasion
Which sir would fall for which woman
You could call it blind luck
But even a gamble requires some thought
~emma
Through my eyes 