Happy Halloween Everyone!
Tuesday, October 31, 2023
Tuesday, October 24, 2023
October 25, 2023
Greetings Everyone!
This is the last week of October and in this, my final
October posting, let us sum up what we have learned during the month.
* Ray Bradbury
talks about the autumn people and warns us against them, claiming that they are
soulless, evil things that seek to ensnare humans. But there are also autumn people who have
souls and are not evil; they love autumn and celebrate the death of the year
and the renewal that always follows.
* H. P. Lovecraft personifies October as a “mystic
pilgrim” who comes from a far land down the road to farther lands. Lovecraft did not believe in “farther lands,”
but I do—and I think that most of you do as well—farther lands of beauty and
promise where we can, if we have enough love, hope and faith, make all of our
dreams come true.
* Finally, Edgar Allan Poe describes a man journeying
on Halloween night through a nightmarish place, encouraged to keep going by the beautiful vision of a ghost planet.
But he ends up standing before the tomb
of his dead lover—the Lady Ulalume; he has been tricked by the woodland ghouls
into a confrontation with Death.
This is the ultimate Halloween trick or treat. But it
is also a blessing. For now, he can come
to terms with his sadness and his emptiness and put them to rest, just as his
lover is now at rest. And then he can move on to a new life and to the future
that always waits for those who keep moving forward.
JLS
Sunday, October 15, 2023
October 15, 2023
Greetings Everyone!
It is the third week of October!
Before ending my series of October postings, it is only fitting to cite Edgar Allan Poe, an autumn person to the roots of his heart & soul.
In his greatest poem “Ulalume”, Poe describes the October dream-scape that his narrator is journeying through on his way to a mysterious destination. It is clear that this nightmarish experience is taking place on Halloween night.
The leaves they were crisped and sere-
The leaves they were withering and sere:
It was night, in the lonesome October
Of my most immemorial year:
It was hard by the dim lake of Auber,
In the misty mid region of Weir:-
It was down by the dark tarn of Auber,
In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.
The narrator encounters weird visions- including the “specter” of a planet- a ghost planet! – and ends up standing before the tomb of his beloved- the Lady Ulalume.
The narrator has been tricked by the woodland ghouls into a confrontation with Death. And this is the ultimate Halloween trick or treat!
JLS
Tuesday, October 10, 2023
October 10. 2023
Greetings Everyone!
It is the second week of October. H. P. Lovecraft, surely as much of a patron
saint of autumn as Ray Bradbury, personifies October as a “mystic pilgrim” in
his poem “October.”
“Mellow-faced with eyes of faery, wistful clad in tinted leaves,
See the brown October tarry by the golden rows of sheaves.
Oak and acorn in his garland, fruit and wineskin in his
hands,
Mystic pilgrim from a far land down the road to farther
lands.”
But this is Lovecraft’s belief and there is no reason why we
have to accept it.
For my part, I believe in the farther lands—the lands of
beauty and promise— where we can, if we have enough love, hope and faith, make
all of our dreams come true.
JLS
Tuesday, October 3, 2023
October 3, 2023
Greetings Everyone!
It is the first week of October. Ray Bradbury, who can
be considered as the patron saint of October, describes the last day of the
month in his book The Halloween Tree—a book that adults as well as children
should read to get into the spirit of this timeless season.
It was the afternoon of Halloween.
And all the houses shut against a cool wind.
And the town full of cold sunlight.
But suddenly, the day was gone.
Night came out from under each tree and spread...Anyone could see that the wind was a special wind this night and the darkness took on a special feel because it was All Hallows’ Eve. Everything seemed cut from soft black velvet or gold or orange velvet. Smoke panted up out of a thousand chimneys like the plumes of funeral parades.
These words seem to be permeated with death. The cold wind; the velvet cerements; the funeral plumes; all of these seem to be a threat.
But Halloween is not about death. It is about life.
The candle burning in the jack o’ lantern is life and,
perhaps, the celebration of the everlasting life to come after death.
JLS