Of course every place is haunted, every place manifests traces of the energy that once lived there or embraced in bed, legs twined,rocking so the bedposts shook in rising rhythm; that steeped in warm, fragrant steam from the bath, or stoodlooking out of… | Luisa A. Igloria June 9 | Of course every place is haunted, every place manifests
traces of the energy that once lived there or embraced in bed, legs twined,
rocking so the bedposts shook in rising rhythm; that steeped in warm,
fragrant steam from the bath, or stood looking out of a window
watching as the warm oil of daybreak anointed the tops of trees and stones—
Of course every place is haunted, but most of all the crumbling mansion
that is history, its guttered towns and blasted belfries; its burned-down
museums and universities, its libraries reduced to ashes, its doomed
nurseries and hospital beds. If now there are any vestiges of doors or windows, remember
how they once rang with the sounds of children's voices, of nothing harsher than falling rain.
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