October 17th, 2008

Skeleton

Halloween Countdown, Day 17

Happy spawning day to vulpine137. May you enjoy a great one today and many, many more!

Note: FYI to H.P. Lovecraft fans: Barnes & Noble has just released a new omnibus edition of Lovecraft's fiction.


LINKS OF THE DAY: The links for today are Edward Gorey-iffic.

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* "The Gashlycrumb Tinies" by Edward Gorey is a macabre classic that's always worth revisiting.

* The Edward Gorey House celebrates the life and works of Edward Gorey.

* Gorey Details is a shop for all of your Edward Gorey needs.



LITERATURE OF THE DAY: Today's reading is a spooky poem by Edward Gorey (1925-2000). If this doesn't send chills up your spine, I'll refund your money! :)

"The Insect God" by Edward Gorey

O what has become of Millicent Frastley?
Is there any hope that she's still alive?
Why haven't they found her? It's rather ghastly
To think that the child was not yet five.

The dear little thing was last seen playing
Along by herself at the edge of the park;
There was no one with her to keep her from straying
Away in the shadows and oncoming dark.

Before she could do so, a silent and glittering
Black motor drew up where she sat nibbling grass;
From within came a nearly inaudible twittering,
A tiny green face peered out through the glass.

She was ready to flee, when the figure beckoned;
An arm with two elbows held out a tin
Full of cinnamon balls; she paused; a second
Reached out as she took one, and lifted her in.

The nurse was discovered collapsed in some shrubbery,
But her reappearance was not much use;
Her eyes were askew, he extremities rubbery,
Her clothing was stained with a brownish juice.

She was questioned in hopes of her answers revealing
What had happened; she merely repeatedly said
'I hear them walking about on the ceiling'.
She had gone irretrievably out of her head.

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