I pushed the tangled grass away
And lifted up the stone,
And flitted down the churchyard path
With grasses overgrown.
I halted at my mother’s door
And shook the rusty catch
“The wind is rising fast,” she said,
“It rattles at the latch.”
I crossed the street and paused again
Before my husband’s house,
My baby sat upon his knee
As quiet as a mouse.
I pulled the muslin curtain by,
He rose the blinds to draw
“I feel a draught upon my back,
The night is cold and raw.”
I met a man who loved me well In days ere I was wed, He did not hear, he did not see, So silently I fled.
— But when I found my poor old dog, Though blind and deaf was he, And feeble with his many years, He turned and followed me.
– Minna Irving, “The Return”
Categories: Poetry and Prose
OooOooo, darling! You know how to give me goosebumps! Well done. It got me all tingly… and more than a little sad. The poor girl. 😦
I’m so glad you enjoyed it, VF. 🙂
Love it! Keep ’em coming! 🙂
That was so sad! Little old doggy. I’m sure my cats would notice too, if no-one else. Loved it!
I know! Sweet dog. :’-}
If you want a laugh, check out the hyperlink at the poetess’s name – it takes you to an article from the 1890’s in the New York Times from a trial she was involved in. She sounds like she was quite a handful!
That gave me a shiver…
I told someone “I want to read you a ghost poem!”
After I finished, he said “You said a ghost poem, not a SAD DOG poem.”
I thought it was shivery, too. 🙂
Simply fantastic! I have read it over and over again!
I do love this one – glad you did too! By the way, your recent Halloween product roundups have been a nice way to start out the season. Great work!
Great choice. Very meaningful to me as I lost a dog about 3 months ago. Thank you for sharing.
I’m so sorry to hear that, Dennis. Dogs are, without a doubt, some of the best people I know.
Oh now this was just beautiful. Quaint, creepy, melancholy … then that kicker at the end. ‘Can’t believe I was unfamiliar with this poem until now. I’m really enjoying your blog. I love your sensibilities.
Thanks, Renae! I’ve been enjoying your writing, as well. Hope we see you back here again – Acadia and I have plans for you all this Halloween.
Well, okay, it’s mostly just a really fabulous Halloween contest. But still! Costumes! Prizes! Halloween stuff! It will be like a carnival full of good times and candy apples!
Beautiful post. Elegant narration….Eva Halloween, where have you been all my life?
Why, simply hanging out here for the last 80 or so years, waiting for you to find me, darling.