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”
Darlings, as we enter the final days before Halloween, I thought you might enjoy a few dark and dreamy songs to start your week. This playlist (complied by the exquisite Ghoul Next Door) can be played in its entirety for free… Read More ›
“Hallows’ E’en” by Winifred M. Letts The girls are laughing with the boys, and gaming by the fire, They’re wishful, every one of them, to see her heart’s desire, Twas Thesie cut the barnbrack and found the ring inside, Before… Read More ›
The Year of Halloween 