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All Hallow’s Eve will soon be here—
A time when our two worlds come near.
They roam our world for just one night—
And you may fear until it’s light.
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K.M. Hayes is a freelance writer from Gainesville, FL.
Your period piece on cigars, Joe, brings to mind the era just previous, when I entered first grade in a…
Well, you know me, Kip -- I really don't give a damn about reader response. I just hammer away at…
Thanks, Adam. I'm sure the Cuban cigars were much better prior to 1959. But you know what they say about…
A coincidence, perhaps? Thanks Adam, for your kind words.
Margaret Bravissima! I am fascinated by the rich complexity of the original poem, and by the excellence of your rendition…
All through the ages the moon has been an object of curiosity and well respected. Thanks for reminding us.
An eerie poetic intro to a night of fright. BOO!
Perfect quatrain, Kevin, with each line contributing a new and profound idea to the whole. The last line seems “light,” but keeps up the mystery by its seemingly trivial permission to fear.
Three qualified nurses can’t be wrong, but you, Kevin, could have done better.
I’m a doctor, coach.
It’s short, spooky, and good, Kevin.