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ALWAYS HAUNTED by LindaAnn LoSchiavo

Trick or treat, twisted with treachery…..

Haunting and harrowing visions of All Hallows’ Eve here include horrific crimes committed on October 31st, a honeymoon homicide, mysterious witches, amorous vampires, dead serious poltergeists, along with a pageant of autumnal imagery sure to evoke goosebumps beyond the spooky season.
Wearing the cunning costume of a Hallowe’en poetry collection, 24 poems reimagine macabre true crimes and explore injustices.

Thanks to the author for this review copy!

This Halloween anthology is a captivating exploration of the eerie, the mystical, and the supernatural, blending themes of memory, legacy, and the unseen forces that shape our lives. LoSchiavo, known for her rich literary voice and command of language, weaves a collection of poems that evoke both the beauty and the terror of the human experience, exploring what it means to live with constant reminders of the past—whether it be ghosts, memories, or the weight of history.

The title itself, Always Haunted, sets the tone for the collection, suggesting that the hauntings in these poems are not momentary but persistent, a lingering presence in every aspect of life. The author skillfully balances the spectral with the personal, moving between ghost stories and reflections on human existence. Her poems touch on the inevitability of death, the thin veil between the living and the dead, and the remnants of history that refuse to fade.

LindaAnn LoSchiavo’s poems are a masterclass in atmospheric writing. She has a knack for finding the perfect words to evoke a sense of fear and unease, while the vivid imagery of autumn (Crunching frost-crisped leaves underfoot produce a dry crackle like ghosts coughing) and haunting language (Robed figures holding torches silently walk widdershins) transport readers to dark, mysterious worlds. Each poem is a miniature masterpiece, filled with suspense and a sense of foreboding. From ghostly encounters to eerie tales of historical injustice, the author expertly captures the essence of Halloween. LoSchiavo’s use of language is exquisite in these following examples.

Pumpkin thieves are in for a surprise here:

A jack-o-lantern moon illuminates

Gold grinning gourds, arousing appetites…..

Shushed evergreens’ tips whisper “witching hour”

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A different take on “Macbeth”:

The patriarchy does its best to warn,

Forbid, discourage daughters, sisters, wives

By commandeering rights to accolades……

Elizabethan dramatists – all men! –

Put witches in the plot for novelty

Meanwhile, witch hunts harassed the innocent…

Mark my words, women have always fought back,

Preserved infernal mysteries. Bewitched,

Dark invocations learned by stealth live on.

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Giving life (and love) to Potter’s Field:

Death flattens a corpse’s understory, its ancestry a forgotten dialect, but long bones persevere. Once a potter’s field agitated this soil, 20,000 deceased, indigent New Yorkers were shoveled over, poverty the public’s natural blindfold.

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One of my favorite elements of this collection is its ability to blend the supernatural with historical events. These poems often reimagine true crimes and injustices through a Halloween lens, adding a chilling dimension to the stories. This approach is both thought-provoking and haunting, inviting readers to consider the ways in which the past can continue to haunt us. The use of footnotes to provide context adds another element to these poems – such as:

  • the story of America’s first female tycoon, unfairly portrayed as a miser and eccentric, which could not be further from the truth (Hetty Green, the “Witch of Wall Street”).
  • what is now Washington Square Park was Manhattan’s Potter’s Field, where thousands of people, including the unidentified, indigent, and those who died of yellow fever, were buried (Babysitting a Bone in Washington Square Park)
  • former journalist Peter Braunstein is serving an 18 years-to-life sentence at Five Points Correctional Facility in Romulus, NY for crimes he committed on October 31, 2005 (Hallowe’en Horror, October 31, 2005).

 

Each poem feels like a glimpse into a shadowy world where reality and the supernatural intersect. Whether describing a physical haunting or a more metaphorical one, such as being haunted by family history or past regrets, LoSchiavo’s words linger in the mind, echoing like the spirits she writes about. Her language is both elegant and chilling, offering moments of beauty even in the darker corners of her work.

The illustrations accompanying the poems are a perfect complement to the text. They add a visual dimension to the stories, enhancing the overall atmosphere of the collection. The artwork is both haunting and beautiful, capturing the essence of the poems in a visually striking way. Some of my favorites are the ones accompanying Hetty Green, the “Witch of Wall Street”, Emily Post’s “Etiquette Book for Ghosts”, and The Hallowe’en Homicides on October 31, 1981. The last one is especially poignant, underscoring the melancholy of the words.

The collection’s emotional depth is another highlight. LoSchiavo doesn’t just rely on the macabre to draw readers in; she layers her poems with emotional resonance, exploring themes of loss, guilt, and the passage of time. Readers will find themselves contemplating the nature of memory and the ways in which we are all haunted by our own experiences and the stories of those who came before us.

In Always Haunted, LindaAnn LoSchiavo delivers a powerful collection of poems that lingers long after the final page is turned. It is a book for those who enjoy poetry that delves into the supernatural but also for those who appreciate reflective, introspective work. Her ability to blend the spectral with the emotional makes this collection a haunting, yet human, experience.

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Berth: Voices of the Titanic by Natalie Scott

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Natalie Scott’s debut collection of poetry, BERTH, brings together myriad diverse voices, tapping into the psyche of those affected by the sinking of the Titanic. Ambitious in its scope, Berth seems to unravel the myths that have emerged over the century since the tragedy. From the pathos of poems in the voices of the passengers who died, to the amusing reflections of the iceberg, dog and anchor, this collection commemorates those who were lost and celebrates those who survived that fateful night of 14 April 1912.

 

Thanks to Publishing Push and the author for gifting me this review copy!

BERTH is a delightful little book of poems that are eerie and thought provoking to read. Each one is “written” by various people who are connected with the ill fated ship in some way; a builder, a passenger, a Marconi wireless operator. There are also poems authored by the ship’s cat, an anchor, and the iceberg itself. After the name of the person the reader will find out if the person was lost or saved.

Here is a sample:

James Dobbins (shipyard worker for Harland and Wolff, Belfast. During construction of ship – LOST)

I was with her through the build                                                                                                                                             from the laying of keel plates                                                                                                                                                         to the last bristles of paint.

I considered myself lucky                                                                                                                                                                   to be called for launch-day;                                                                                                                                                         many poor surplus souls                                                                                                                                                               went missing a day’s pay.

I’d been freeing a support                                                                                                                                                           from the shores just below                                                                                                                                                            her hull, as she strained                                                                                                                                                                    on the workings like a feral                                                                                                                                                     animal tied to its post.

When the support was freed                                                                                                                                                       the shore pinned down my leg                                                                                                                                                    and I must’ve fallen unconscious                                                                                                                                                 as I’ve been in darkness ever since.

Please tell me, because I’m dying                                                                                                                                                 to know –  did she make a good,                                                                                                                                                 safe passage to New York?


That’s the first poem in the book. As soon as I finished it I read it again and tried to imagine this poor soul in my mind. It was easy to see Titanic straining like a  “feral animal” at the dock, a behemoth seeking her freedom.

Scott’s imagery is ethereal and true; the passenger’s voices reflect their station in life accurately, clearly demonstrated in the two poems Mrs Alma Palsson and Mrs Hudson JC Allison. These poems are shown side by side, a gentle hint to the reader that the emotions of the women were the same deep down inside, despite their money (or lack of it).

The connection between the poems is the emotion of the writer – some are arrogant, some are in denial, others painfully aware that their hours are numbered. The inclusion of the ship’s cat and a Newfoundland dog (both SAVED) add a touch of whimsy, despite the somber underlying tones.  Scott even creates a poem in the voice of the iceberg;  as much a part of history as Titanic.

Despite the death imagery on most pages, BERTH is a work that will move you by making the passengers more personal in a unique way. We have all read the first person accounts of the survivors and elevated them up to myth-like, god-like status. However, these poems recreate their voices in a way that seems more personal, as they share their deepest thoughts, hopes and fears with you. Even the Unsinkable Molly Brown has new things to say.

At a slim 76 pages this book seems to fly by quickly, making it easy to go back and read certain poems again while enjoying the wordplay and visceral feelings the poems evoke. Without a doubt this will be one of my favorite books this year.

Natalie Scott has created a shining jewel of a book that will be a welcome addition to the shelves of any Titanic aficionado. She has honored the memory of so many with her touching and beautiful words, words and images that will stay with you long after the book is closed.

Pick up your own copy [easyazon_link identifier=”1905374275″ locale=”US” nw=”y” tag=”gimmethatbook-20″]here[/easyazon_link]. You’ll be glad you did.

 

 

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