A gypsy fire is on the hearth, Sign of the carnival of mirth; Through the dun fields and from the glade, Flash merry folk in masquerade, For this is Halloween!
A Gift of Time
Snap. A warm glow dies and The room is dusty dark. Liquid specimens peer out From their jars. Creatures freeze mid-pounce. This curious collection, This unusual ark Neatly labeled and sorted. Cases of Marrakech brown And panels of wavy, Worn glass. Fingering the new pocket watch, A gift of brushed trinket gold, He was their…
31 Days of Halloween – October 25
Voices from the Other World BY JAMES MERRILL Presently at our touch the teacup stirred, Then circled lazily about From A to Z. The first voice heard (If they are voices, these mute spellers-out) Was that of an engineer Originally from Cologne. Dead in his 22nd year Of cholera in Cairo, he had KNOWN NO…
31 Days of Halloween – October 23
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31 Days of Halloween – October 22
Ghost in the Land of Skeletons Christopher Kennedy For Russell Edson If not for flesh’s pretty paint, we’re just a bunch of skeletons, working hard to deny the fact of bones. Teeth remind me that we die. That’s why I never…