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Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Witching hour

by Susan S. Keiser

The pins drop
at regular intervals
in this hollow house;

it's last call for travelers,

glass slipper memories
of mist-shrouded passage.

In silence you hear them,
ideas that pace
the corridors of night,
self-mobilized thoughts,
each anxious to adhere to

a dream,
any dream,

and a hope that it will last
the night.


  1. I am wrapped in a warm blanket of melancholy sipping on a bitter/sweet cup of tea...