Poem Spark Oct. 30-Nov. 6 – Spooky Poems


Because today is the day before Halloween, I think it is fitting that we dedicate this week’s spark to our favorite spooky poems. The first piece of poetry that I remember as spooky was from Shakespeare’s Macbeth:

Round about the cauldron go;
In the poison’d entrails throw.
Toad, that under cold stone
Days and nights hast thirty one
Swelter’d venom sleeping got,
Boil thou first i’ the charmed pot.

It still brings a chill to my spine. Such ominousness! There are so many more, and a great place to begin to read them is on Poets.org’s front page: Poems in the Graveyard. From there it’s only a short click to this next page: The Graves of Poets.

I read the list of poets and their gravesites. Surely the spookiest is that of Hart Crane, “Drowned while returning to New York from Mexico, Body not recovered.” Of course, I clicked his page link and found this gem of a poem, At Melville’s Tomb. How fitting! Here are the first few lines:

Often beneath the wave, wide from this ledge
The dice of drowned men’s bones he saw bequeath
An embassy. Their numbers as he watched,
Beat on the dusty shore and were obscured.

Almost prescient, these words. Did Crane know where his death would find him? Perhaps.

This week’s spark: write a spooky poem. Simple enough, yes? Or, if you cannot bear the walk into darkness, post a link to your favorite spooky poem (title and author if there is no link). Good luck! Happy hunting.

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