Just in time for Halloween, I’m delighted to find myself rubbing shoulders with the madly pararhyming Martin Elster in
Goreyesque. Nearby you’ll find a ghastly but funny piece by Cheryl McPhilimy, whose work I’ll be looking for from now on.
A tidy home for poems that like to wink or skulk in the dark,
Goreyesque features work “inspired by the spirit and aesthetic of Edward Gorey.”
Best,
Ed