"All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered."
Today's reading on my Patreon is "The Spectre Barber" by Johann Karl August Musäus translated and collected by Helen Smith in The Decameron of the West (1839)....
Christina Rossetti wrote "The Hour and the Ghost" in 1856. It was later published in 1862 in her collection Goblin Market and Other Poems. Here it is. BRIDE. O LOVE, love, hold me fast, He draws me away from thee; I cannot stem the blast, Nor the cold strong sea: Far...
by Sarah Elizabeth Utterson in Tales of the Dead (1813) “Of shapes that walk At dead of night, and clank their chains, and wave The torch of hell around the murderer’s bed.” Pleasures of Imagination. On the evening of the 12th of June 17—, a joyous party was assembled at Monsieur de Montbrun’s...
The curtains were half drawn, the floor was swept And strewn with rushes, rosemary and may Lay thick upon the bed on which I lay, Where through the lattice ivy-shadows crept. He leaned above me, thinking that I slept And could not hear him; but I heard him say: "Poor child,...
Today's reading on my Patreon comes from Tales of Terror (1899) by James Edward Preston Muddock. Neisse is a small town in Silesia. At the period of this story it lay somewhat out of the beaten track, and its inhabitants led a simple, primitive sort of life, although...
"Oh whence do you come, my dear friend, to me, With your golden hair all fallen below your knee, And your face as white as snowdrops on the lea, And your voice as hollow as the hollow sea? "From the other world I come back to you, My locks are...
Today's reading on my Patreon is "The Spirit’s Summons" by Johann August Apel, from Leigh Hunt’s London Journal, Volume 2, 26 September 1835...
Christina Rossetti wrote the poem "At Home" on June 29, 1858, shortly after attending a picnic. Here it is. When I was dead, my spirit turned To seek the much-frequented house: I passed the door, and saw my friends Feasting beneath green orange boughs; From hand to hand they pushed...
"The Defier of Ghosts" (1824) is a story by Friedrich August Schulze, translated by Thomas De Quincey. You can read it today on my Patreon....
The Witte Wieven (also spelled Wittewijven) are ghostly spirits rooted in Dutch and Germanic folklore, often associated with the spirits of wise women, healers, or witches who lived during ancient times. The name "Witte Wieven" translates to either "White Women" or "Wise Women," and these beings are...
