October 20, 2017
About the author : Earth to Ethereal: Eclectic and Eccentric, Spiritual and Sublime When it comes right down to it, I guess I just really enjoy sharing the human experience, whether through writing stories and poems which, hopefully, resonate with readers or by following the path to a simpler, more earth-friendly lifestyle. Thanks for sharing the experience with me!
Ghostly or not, I found this poem to be sweet and a little sad. It reminded me some of Anne Rice’s character, Claudia, from Interview with the Vampire. (It was, incidentally, my favorite book among those I’ve read of Rice’s vampire series. Her main character, Louis, will forever hold a piece of my heart. But I digress….)
Back to dear, sweet little ghosts, as this Feels Friday poetry share. What about you? Have you ever seen a ghost? I’m pretty sure I haven’t and I tend to be a bit of a skeptic, but it’s difficult, living in a house where things sometimes have gone bump in the night (or in the middle of the day). I’m hoping to share a few ghost stories in my next post or two, so I hope you’ll join me in the fun.
For now, though, I’ll let Ms. Millay take the lead…
I knew her for a little ghost
That in my garden walked;
The wall is high—higher than most—
And the green gate was locked.
And yet I did not think of that
Till after she was gone—
I knew her by the broad white hat,
All ruffled, she had on.
By the dear ruffles round her feet,
By her small hands that hung
In their lace mitts, austere and sweet,
Her gown’s white folds among.
I watched to see if she would stay,
What she would do—and oh!
She looked as if she liked the way
I let my garden grow!
She bent above my favourite mint
With conscious garden grace,
She smiled and smiled—there was no hint
Of sadness in her face.
She held her gown on either side
To let her slippers show,
And up the walk she went with pride,
The way great ladies go.
And where the wall is built in new
And is of ivy bare
She paused—then opened and passed through
A gate that once was there.
Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892-1950) was the third woman to win the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry. She wrote prose and plays in addition to poetry, and was highly successful throughout her career. Millay was known for being a feminist and nonconformist, not only in her writing, but also in her personal life.
Thank you for stopping by! Hope you’ll keep your eyes (all three of them!) open as you meander through these days and nights…the spirits are restless this time of year, so you might spy a little ghost of your own!