Deep Memory

I once was a beautiful lass who captured every young man’s fancy A nymph of the high Southern class who practiced a belle’s necromancy. They worshipped my haughty fine grace they catered to temper and whim A moment to gaze on my face sent rent hearts to pain, prayer, and hymn. But now I lie cold in my grave festered and worm-eaten I be With neither a knight nor a knave to worship or lie beside me. "Deep Memory" originally appeared in Wilum Pugmire's anthology Visions of Kroy'don (1978) and the same editors ***** Madness (1980). It was collected in The Ghost Garden (Liverpool: Dark Dreams Press, 1988) and in Sorceries & Sorrows (Early Poems) Polk City, Iowa: Chris Drumm Books, 1992, in a limited edition of 100 copies. It's included in my big forthcoming Hippocampus Press collection The Ghost Garden and Further Spirits.