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October 31, 2015 KR Blog Blog

Trick-or-Poem: A Halloween List

So many of my favorite poems aim to unsettle or conjure or raise the dead. There are, of course, the truly classic Halloween go-to poems like Edgar Allan Poe’s “The Raven,” Robert Service’s “The Cremation of Sam McGee,” Christina Rossetti’s “Goblin Market,” but here are some other favorite poems that might or might not make the Halloween-specific lists, but certainly evoke and invoke magic, necromancy, creatures, and fears. Add your own favorites in the comments… if you dare.

 

  • Zombie surprise in a beautiful lyric poem: Robert Andrew Perez, “late summer

by this logic, elegy is an elegy of an elegy.
and grief a failure

of necromancy.
zombie poem, be.

Real-life magic poem: “black herman’s last asrah levitation at magic city, Atlanta 2010,” LaTasha N. Nevada Diggs (based on magician Benjamin Rucker, aka “Black Herman”)

This exhumation bears no map
fore the next internment there shall be no other.
 
                             I AM on some other shit.
 
How delightful you could clap to the procession.
 
             I come with black cat bones, Van Van oil n goofer dust.
 
Lucky numbers. Banjo. Torches. Shells. Dice. Florida water. Do-re-me bush.
Bush meat. Rhino balls. Palo Santo. Duppy Basil. Hoodoo muthafucka.
 
             Always to arise on the fourth day: every seven years.
 
                                           No. You see me.
 
This living hand, now warm and capable
Of earnest grasping, would, if it were cold
And in the icy silence of the tomb,
So haunt thy days and chill thy dreaming nights
That thou would wish thine own heart dry of blood
So in my veins red life might stream again,
And thou be conscience-calm’d–see here it is–
I hold it towards you.
 
  • Poetry collection double-feature: The Man Suit (“The Monster Hour,” “Halloween,” “Full of Knives,” and Scary, No Scary (“The Black Hole,” “The Monster Hour,” “The Sawing in Half”) Zachary Schomburg
  • Existential terror poems: Collected Poems (“Sleeping with One Eye Open,” “The Tunnel,” “The Ghost Ship,” “The Prediction”) Mark Strand

. . . Even the half-moon
(Half man,
Half dark), on the horizon,
Lies on
Its side casting a fishy light
Which alights
On my floor, lavishly lording
Its morbid
Look over me. Oh, I feel dead,
Folded
Away in my blankets for good, and
Forgotten.
My room is clammy and cold,
Moonhandled
And weird. The shivers
Wash over
Me, shaking my bones, my loose ends
Loosen,
And I lie sleeping with one eye open,
Hoping
That nothing, nothing will happen.

(from “Sleeping With One Eye Open”)

  • Badass witch poem: “Her Kind,” Anne Sexton
I have gone out, a possessed witch,
haunting the black air, braver at night;
dreaming evil, I have done my hitch
over the plain houses, light by light:
lonely thing, twelve-fingered, out of mind.
A woman like that is not a woman, quite.
I have been her kind.
I have found the warm caves in the woods,
filled them with skillets, carvings, shelves,
closets, silks, innumerable goods;
fixed the suppers for the worms and the elves:
whining, rearranging the disaligned.
A woman like that is misunderstood.
I have been her kind.
I have ridden in your cart, driver,
waved my nude arms at villages going by,
learning the last bright routes, survivor
where your flames still bite my thigh
and my ribs crack where your wheels wind.
A woman like that is not ashamed to die.
I have been her kind.
 
  • The scariest tree poem ever: “The Elm,” Sylvia Plath
I am inhabited by a cry.
Nightly it flaps out
Looking, with its hooks, for something to love.
 
(from “The Elm”)