Halloween
by Mac Hammond
The butcher knife goes in, first, at the top
And carves out the round stemmed lid,
The hole of which allows the hand to go
In to pull the gooey mess inside, out –
The walls scooped clean with a spoon.
A grim design decided on, that afternoon,
The eyes are the first to go,
Isosceles or trapezoid, the square nose,
The down-turned mouth with three
Hideous teeth and, sometimes,
Round ears. At dusk it’s
Lighted, the room behind it dark.
Outside, looking in, it looks like a
Pumpkin, it looks like ripeness
Is all. Kids come, beckoned by
Fingers of shadows on leaf-strewn lawns
To trick or treat. Standing at the open
Door, the sculptor, a warlock, drops
Penny candies into their bags, knowing
The message of winter: only the children,
Pretending to be ghosts, are real.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Weather poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- Владимир Высоцкий – Ох, где был я вчера
- Владимир Набоков – Какое сделал я дурное дело
- For Once, Then, Something by Robert Frost
- View From The Top Of Black Comb by William Wordsworth
- Epitaph In Three Parts by Sylvia Plath
- Limbo Under the Westway poem – André Rostant poems
- Elegy poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- Blue Period by Shaunna Harper
- Chant-Pagan by Rudyard Kipling
- Владимир Луговской – Дорога
- Константин Бальмонт – Электрон
- Virgin In A Tree by Sylvia Plath
- III: Some Verses: To M. Michaell Drayton by William Alexander
- “`Father, farewell! Be not distressed” poem – Alfred Austin
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Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
