By Felicia Dorothea Hemans
See’st thou yon gray gleaming hall,
Where the deep elm-shadows fall?
Voices that have left the earth
…
Where the deep elm-shadows fall?
Voices that have left the earth
…
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- By William Butler YeatsMidnight has come and the great Christ Church bellAnd many a lesser bell sound through the room;And …
- By William Hughes MearnsYesterday, upon the stair,
I met a man who wasn't there
He wasn't there again today
I wish, I wish he'd… - By Adam O. Davis1. If a house is haunted like a radio
is haunted If a body is a radio
of blood If a body of ghosts
hums… - By Matthew ZapruderI think there was a movie once
where Frankenstein fell in love with a vampire.
A small mummy at first… - By Shanta LeeMama birthed me, Papa sold me in the land of weeping willows
Traces of sin trail miles across skin, … - By Adam O. DavisOne nick.
Two nick-
els. Three lic-
orice twists before
bedtime. Four hours
of a leaky faucet. Five… - By Unknownþat it apertly was apayed for profite þat he feld,
and [wrouȝt] buxumly by þe bestes wille in wise as… - By Sylvia PlathMy father kept a speckled conch
By two bronze bookends of ships in sail,
And as I listened its cold… - By Marlanda DekineGrandma Thelma told me if I slept on my back
a hag would ride me and I’d never return, so I trained
… - By Jennifer WongOn certain nights they come back,
ghost story fragments lodged in my head
from midnight taxi rides. … - By L. M. RiveraWhen the home is no more
When the mother's negative light goes also
When solitude rips the door … - By Marcus Wickerit paralyzes their country mercy i will teach them how to be
neighborly how to atomize property-
lines… - By Sy HoahwahMy ancestors were not diligent
and so they lived beside the fort
that's neither on the maps of Heaven… - By Rachel McKibbensWhen my daughter rushes into the living room,
cheeks flushed from her wicked siblings who spring from… - By Sumita Chakraborty
- By Anne SextonI have gone out, a possessed witch,
haunting the black air, braver at night;
dreaming evil, I have… - By John KinsellaI have gorged on a glorious dose of poison.—Triple blessings
on the advice that was proffered!—My guts… - By Su ChoShe snaps the heads
off dried anchovies,
their eyes a black
ant hill burying my toes.
I’m breaking … - By Jose Hernandez DiazA jaguar sat in a tree. It was midsummer. The sun was shining fiercely. The jaguar was a golden color…