I never knew a ghost
If you aren’t already subscribed or reading the utterly dreamy online journal Moonchild Magazine, I highly suggest doing so right away. I came across this haunting piece while exploring the inaugural issue, and it still haunts me with its own “glowing and raining / and raining”. This poem, despite its content of ghosts, is also full of light. Images of orange flowers, the sun, and summer insects balance the “whispering whispering” of each poetic line. The beautiful turn of “Do ghosts glow brighter in a thought / of something once lost” keeps me wondering about the lives we inhabit (or don’t) in life.