“November Night” By Eva Halloween November 1, 2012 Adelaide Crapsey autumn fall fall poetry ghosts halloween Halloween poems haunted poetry spooky spooky poetry Listen. . . With faint dry sound, Like steps of passing ghosts, The leaves, frost-crisp’d, break from the trees And fall. Adelaide Crapsey, “November Night” Related Posts: - “The Return” - Silent Sundays: The Magic of Halloween (1912) - “Burning the Old Year” About these ads Share this:PinterestTwitterRedditFacebookTumblrGoogle +1MoreStumbleUponLinkedInDiggEmailPrintLike this:Like Loading...
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Very nice.
It’s one of my favorites.
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