C.W. Bryan Poet Free verse

Epistolary Ghosts

I spent three hours
& forty-eight dollars
in a used bookstore

Dust filled the air as I
cracked the spines of a thirty
year old book wide open

Baby blue, sun-stained, hard cover
of Francois Villon, filled
with Greater and Lesser Tenements

and a secret. Tucked in yellow
pages of the long-neglected tome
was a postcard, sent to Scotland.

I have yet to read a piece
of prose, much less 
a compelling poem that begins

with a hook half as charming
as this epistolary question—
“Have you been haunted by any Highland ghosts yet?”

I am unsure of the result,
I don’t know if any spirits
even roam the rolling Scottish hills

But without a doubt,
that humble author’s words
pleasantly haunt my own pen.

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