The Apparition by John Donne
When by thy scorn, O murd'ress, I am dead... |
Blue Dementia by Yusef Komunyakaa
In the days when a man... |
Blue Oxen by Dara Wier
(it's scaffolding) (it's supposed to be temporary)
... |
Epitaph by Eric Pankey
Beyond the traceries of the auroras... |
Ghost by Paul Mariani
After so much time you think... |
The Ghost Has No Home by Jeff Clark
This morning in an alleyway I was startled by a face... |
Ghost in the Land of Skeletons by Christopher Kennedy
If not for flesh's pretty paint, we're just a bunch of skeletons... |
Ghost Notes [excerpt] by Ralph Burns
Plumbline of disaster, shadow storage... |
Ghosts That Need Reminding by Dana Levin
Through shattered glass and sheeted furniture, chicken
... |
Hamlet, Act I, Scene I [Some say that ever 'gainst that season comes]
by William Shakespeare
Some say that ever 'gainst that season comes... |
Haunted Houses
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
All houses wherein men have lived and died... |
Haunted Seas by Cale Young Rice
A gleaming glassy ocean... |
How Can It Be I Am No Longer I by Lucie Brock-Broido
Winter was the ravaging in the scarified... |
Lenore by Edgar Allan Poe
Ah broken is the golden bowl! the spirit flown forever... |
Letter from a Haunted Room by Lisa Sewell
Dear K., there's a mosquito stain... |
Low Barometer by Robert Bridges
The south-wind strengthens to a gale... |
My hero bares his nerves by Dylan Thomas
My hero bares his nerves along my wrist... |
Ode to a Dressmaker's Dummy by Donald Justice
O my coy darling, still... |
Patsy Sees a Ghost by Lola Haskins
I'm crossing the river where it narrows... |
Rain by Claribel Alegría
As the falling rain... |
Red String by Minnie Bruce Pratt
At first she thought the lump in the road... |
Restless Ghost by Eric Pankey
The wasp's paper nest hung all winter... |
Sequestered Writing by Carolyn Forché
Horses were turned loose in the child's sorrow... |
Shadwell Stair by Wilfred Owen
I am the ghost of Shadwell Stair... |
Shaking the Grass by Janice N. Harrington
Evening, and all my ghosts come back to me... |
Something Whispered in the Shakuhachi by Garrett Hongo
No one knew the secret of my flutes... |
Spirit Birds by Stanley Plumly
The spirit world the negative of this one... |
To the Trespasser by David Barber
A quiet akin to ruins... |
Unbidden by Rae Armantrout
The ghosts swarm... |
Whose Story of Us We Is Told Is Us by Shane McCrae
Brother is we is each of us we ghosts... |