Ghost Story by Karin Gottshall

19 Oct

DANG

This poem compares to a pat on the cheek, I think. As each pat adds up, each one a similar softness, but still each tap is unique. This poem does that with the dash of narrative, dash of reflection, all good pretty words. In the end, my cheek hurts a little, but also, it’s warm, and I’m glad I didn’t stop it.

OH AND THAT ENDING: THERE IS A LITTLE SELF-DEPRECATING FACE PAT/SLAP THAT IS REAL COOL.

But seriously, I like poems most when they do stuff like this:

How long
have I lived in this house? Long enough
to have worn out my boots, long
enough to have used up the vinegar.
I don’t remember very much
from our first autumn here—just
the sound the wind made in the wall
before we had it fixed. We all
have to moan sometimes. We all
need some attention.

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3 Responses to “Ghost Story by Karin Gottshall”

  1. lcrelyea October 20, 2010 at 7:33 pm #

    The last line of that one is completely killer. Awesome vouch!

  2. Tyler October 21, 2010 at 2:13 am #

    Thanks Laura. The end is super strong.

  3. Karin December 22, 2010 at 5:13 pm #

    Thanks so much for the kind words!

    Karin

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