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Something Breathing, by Stanley McNail
Jun. 2nd, 2015 05:27 pmA slim volume of sinister poetry, probably most famous (among Arkham House collectors, at least) for being printed for Arkham House by Villiers Publications in England. As for the poetry: some good, some bad. Here's my favorite.
Three Sisters
Three lean sisters, of uncertain age,
Lived in a house like a rusty cage.
Amanda embroidered, and fondled her cat,
And went to church in a plum-colored hat.
Theresa baked cookies, and kept a strong box
Of old indiscretions, and babies' locks.
Laura awoke when the house was still
And the moon was round as a quinine pill.
She bloodied her mouth, and gashed her face,
And rode a black hound to the trysting place.
✓book you can finish in a day
Three Sisters
Three lean sisters, of uncertain age,
Lived in a house like a rusty cage.
Amanda embroidered, and fondled her cat,
And went to church in a plum-colored hat.
Theresa baked cookies, and kept a strong box
Of old indiscretions, and babies' locks.
Laura awoke when the house was still
And the moon was round as a quinine pill.
She bloodied her mouth, and gashed her face,
And rode a black hound to the trysting place.
✓book you can finish in a day
