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
- A Twilight Song poem – Alfred Austin
- Shelley’s Death poem – Alfred Austin
- Vivien
- Wet City Night
- Олег Бундур – Лагуна
- Владимир Высоцкий – Величальная отцу
- Westward on the High-Hilled Plains poem – A. E. Housman
- The Child Is Father To The Man by Ted Hughes
- An Imperial Rescript by Rudyard Kipling
- Ольга Берггольц – Огонь, и воду, и медные трубы
- What Semiramis Said by Vachel Lindsay
- Sonnet 4: Unthrifty loveliness, why dost thou spend by William Shakespeare
- In The Metropolitan Museum by Sara Teasdale
- On The Disadvantages Of Central Heating poem – Amy Clampitt poems | Poems and Poetry
- Zermatt To The Matterhorn. by Thomas Hardy
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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).
