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
- So Long! by Precious Tahula
- The Bride poem – Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- Омар Хайям – Мне с похмелья лекарство одно принеси
- Шекспир – С любовью связан жизненный мой путь – Сонет 92
- Evening in a Sugar Orchard by Robert Frost
- Stillborn by Sylvia Plath
- Matter For Gratitude poem – Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- Year of Meteors, 1859 ’60. by Walt Whitman
- A Green Stream. by Wang Wei
- A Jewish Cemetery In Germany by Yehuda Amichai
- A Minor Bird by Robert Frost
- Drowned in Illusion by Rixa White
- Not My Enemies Ever Invade Me. by Walt Whitman
- The Final Poem poem – Andree Chedid poems | Poems and Poetry
- Владимир Высоцкий – Не писать стихов мне и романов
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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).
