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
- False Friends-Like by William Barnes
- Николай Гумилев – На берегу моря
- Ellen Irwin Or The Braes Of Kirtle by William Wordsworth
- The Force Of Prayer, Or, The Founding Of Bolton, A Tradition by William Wordsworth
- To The Nightingale poem – John Milton poems
- Константин Батюшков – Мадригал Мелине, которая называла себя нимфою
- Since That Summer by Mike Yuan
- Sonnet To George Keats: Written In Sickness poem – John Keats poems
- My iPod by Roland Bastien
- To Clementina Black poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- Sonnet LII by William Shakespeare
- My Mother Would Be a Falconress by Robert Duncan
- Валерий Брюсов – Из Александрийской антологии. К Сапфо
- England! awake! awake! awake! by William Blake
- 30th Birthday poem – Alice Notley
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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).
