Monday, October 31, 2011

A Halloween Poem by Lovecraft

In a Sequester’d Providence Churchyard
Where Once Poe Walk’d

Eternal brood the shadows on this ground,
Dreaming of centuries that have gone before;
Great elms rise solemnly by slab and mound,
Arch’d high above a hidden world of yore.
Round all the scene a light of memory plays,
And dead leaves whisper of departed days,
Longing for sights and sounds that are no more.

Lonely and sad, a spectre glides along
Aisles where of old his living footsteps fell;
No common glance discerns him, tho’ his song
Peals down thro’ time with a mysterious spell:
Only the few who sorcery’s secret know
Espy amidst these tombs the shade of Poe.


  1. Ah, Lovecraft! A classic choice!

    I hope you're enjoying All Hallow's Eve, Daniel Kuehn! Are you dressing up at all? :-P

  2. Happy Halloween!


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