Bob Kaufman Halloween
A place called loneliness. A soft
town in the October country.
An unimaginary landscape
that exists in a real, unreal world.
It lies out on the far side of music,
that darkling plane of light
on the other side of time. And it
goes on going on, beyond beyond.
It begins at the bitter ends.
I know starness. I know lostness.
Move out, moonlight"