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Encounter
with a ghost
by Lenny Everson
This is a single, extended poem, with many spooky black-and-white pictures that I took myself.
I won $200 from The Ontario Poetry Society with this sucker, and founded Passion Among the Cacti Press with the money. It made first cut in the CBC literary contest, which was worth $200 less.
Saddle-Stitch Binding: 20 pages give or take a bit.
Sample
They said I was born to the wind,
but that was a lie of
cavernous proportions.
I know that now.
If I could speak willow,
I would speak willow.
If I could speak wind,
I would speak wind.
But I would rather speak in whispers to all the lost loves of
my life
than speak to the night. I
don't ever want to speak
to the
night.
There is a moon, but it sails among willow branches, and I've
forgotten
all the things I told it when I was too little to see over the
window sill
and too big to stay in my bed in an October
windstorm.
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