|Our jack o’lanterns last year|
Ted Kooser’s weekly email column American Life in Poetry is my favorite way of getting a dose of poetry. Not only does his taste agree with mine, but I love his little snippets of insight about his selections. Here’s what he wrote in last week’s Column 396:
“I’m not alone in noticing how time accelerates as we grow older, and as the seasons grow ever more brief the holidays are gone in a wink. This poem by Nancy Price about
Halloween catches a little of that. She’s an Iowan whose poems are so heartfelt, clear and useful that we could run them every week and none of you would complain.”
PS from me: Nancy Price is also an accomplished novelist; her most famous book is probably Sleeping with the Enemy, made into a feature film starring Julia Roberts. But here, for today, is her Halloween-themed poem, featured on American Life in Poetry:
Trick or Treat
The ghost is a torn sheet,
the skeleton’s suit came from a rack in a store
the witch is flameproof, but who knows
what dark streets they have taken here?
Brother Death, here is a candy bar.
For the lady wearing the hat from Salem: gum.
And a penny for each eye, Lost Soul.
They fade away with their heavy sacks.
Thanks! I yell just in time.
Thanks for another year!