I have never been much of a person who enjoys a lot of poetry. I read quickly, which makes it difficult for me to appreciate the rhythm of poetry. I feel terribly uncultured for not appreciating poetry, so one of my goals for reading more diverse things is to add poetry to the list. Reading aloud reminds me of Halloween and the spooky season, so what better place to start reading poetry than on Halloween?
I’ve pulled my favorite lines from the following spooky poems to read on Halloween. I liked the imagery and allusion to terror in my selections. I like that the passages are definitely spooky, but do not smack you in the face with horrible images. The illusion to fear, I believe, is more terrifying than seeing what you are scared of first hand.
7 Spooky Poems to Read on Halloween
You can read all of the selections listed below this Halloween, or you can find the full poems online, free of charge. I chose mainly women poets for this line up, because women often get overlooked in the horror genre, but many of them write/wrote amazingly creepy things!
The Haunted Chamber by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
“Each heart has its haunted chamber, where the silent moonlight falls! On the floor are mysterious footsteps, there are whispers along the walls!”
The Snow-Fiend by Ann Radcliffe
“Disease and want and shuddering fear, danger and woe and death are there. ”
Will-O’-the-wisp by Madison Cawein
“Now o’er the sluggish stream he wends,
A slim light at his finger-ends;
The spotted spawn, the toad hath clomb,
Slips oozily, slips oozily;
His easy footsteps seem to come–
Like bubble-gaspings of the scum–
Now near to me, now near to me.”
Spirits of the Dead” by Edgar Allan Poe
“But their red orbs, without beam,
To thy weariness shall seem
As a burning and a fever
Which would cling to thee for ever.”
Goblin Market by Christina Rossetti
“Swift fire spread through her veins, knock’d at her heart,
Met the fire smoldering there
And overbore its lesser flame;
She gorged on bitterness without a name.”
The Witch by Mary Elizabeth Coleridge
“Her voice was the voice that women have,
Who plead for their heart’s desire.
She came—she came—and the quivering flame
Sunk and died in the fire.”
All Souls by Edith Wharton
“Fear not that sound like wind in the trees:
It is only their call that comes on the breeze;
Fear not the shudder that seems to pass:
It is only the tread of their feet on the grass;
Fear not the drip of the bough as you stoop:
It is only the touch of their hands that grope —
For the year’s on the turn, and it’s All Souls’ night,
When the dead can yearn and the dead can smite.”
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