. . . Unquenched, unquenchable, Around, within, thy heart shall dwell; Nor ear can hear nor tongue can tell The tortures of that inward hell! But first, on earth as vampire sent, Thy corse shall from its tomb be rent:… Read More ›
vampire poetry
“The Vampire” by Madison Julius Cawein
The Vampire A lily in a twilight place? A moonflow’r in the lonely night?— Strange beauty of a woman’s face Of wildflow’r-white! The rain that hangs a star’s green ray Slim on a leaf-point’s restlessness, Is not so glimmering green… Read More ›
The Year of Halloween 