Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Great Regulars: We therefore come to [Henry Wadsworth] Longfellow's

poem with the expectation that our heart will pound and our flesh will creep. Indeed, in the opening stanza, the speaker makes the hair-raising claim that all houses are haunted! So are bats flying forever out of the belfry? Are clanking chains always heard on the stair? Are strange signs eternally found, written in the dust of the cellar?

The answer is no.

from Christopher Nield: The Epoch Times: The Antidote--Classic Poetry for Modern Life: A Reading of 'Haunted Houses' by Longfellow


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