'The Haunted Pane' a poem by Stephen Edgar

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September 2010, no. 324
Ghost Road

'The Haunted Pane' a poem by Stephen Edgar

by
September 2010, no. 324

As when the governess
Clutched to her bosom the damp head of Miles,
Who squirmed, unseeing, frantic for a hint,
Not able yet to guess
What she appeared to see in the haunted pane
Besides the backlit sky: the shape of Quint
Trying to find his way past her denial’s
Hard stare, not quite in vain.

Ghost Road

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