If it is no exaggeration to say that Deerfield is not so much a town as the ghost of a town, its dimness almost transparent, its q...uiet almost a cessation, it is essential to add that it is probably quite the most beautiful ghost of its kind, and with the deepest poetic and historic significance to be found in America.... It is, and will probably always remain, the perfect and beautiful statement of the tragic and creative moment when one civilization is destroyed by another. And the wonderful ghostliness of this mile-long 'Street' of grave and ancient houses, the strange air of unreality which hangs over it, arises precisely from the fact that the little town is really saying two things at once. It is saying, 'I dared to be beautiful, even in the shadow of the wilderness'; but it is also saying, 'And the wilderness haunts me, the ghosts of a slain race are in my doorways and clapboards, like a kind of death.'LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
in small war on the heels of small war--until the end of time... to police the earth, a ghost orbiting forever lost in our monotonous sublime.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
A process in the weather of the world Turns ghost to ghost; each mothered child... Sits in their double shade. A process blows the moon into the sun, Pulls down the shabby curtains of the skin; And the heart gives up its dead.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I will take it all: tongs, molten lead, prongs, garrotes, all that burns, all that tears, I want to truly suffer. Better one hundr...ed bites, better the whip, vitriol, than this suffering in the head, this ghost of suffering which grazes and caresses and never hurts enough.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Midnight has come and the great Christ Church bell And many a lesser bell sound through the room;... And it is All Souls' Night. And two long glasses brimmed with muscatel Bubble upon the table. A ghost may come; For it is a ghost's right....LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
work until my heart is short, then go out slowly with a feeble grin,... my fingers flexing but my eyes gone gray from cramps and the lack of oxygen.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
She planted corn and left the rest to elements, convinced that God... with giant faucets regulates the rain and saves the crops from frost or foreign wind.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Rub a half potato on your wart and wrap it in a damp cloth. Close... your eyes and whirl three times and throw. Then bury rag and spud exactly where they fall.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »