An excellent poem about a decaying pumkin

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(poetry diary 74) Happy November!

I found this poem last week while looking for good scary Halloween-related poems & have been waiting super eagerly to share it.

The cap of our own jack o’lantern already went missing last night. It was either stolen by the neighborhood groundhog or by a  gang of trick or treaters who were enraged because we turned our lights out early.

And now…may the decay begin! 🙂 

Totem 

Eamon Grennan

All Souls’ over, the roast seeds eaten, I set
on a backporch post our sculpted pumpkin
under the weather, warm still for November.
Night and day it gapes in at us

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