New Arrival on Goreyesque Issue Two, a Lagniappe of Sorts
To quote from the webpage for GOREYESQUE: “Edward Gorey (1925-2000) was an American writer and illustrator, noted for his unsettling narratives and pen-and-ink drawings. He was the creator of THE GASHLYCRUMB TINIES, a gruesomely comic alphabet, as well as several other independent illustrated books such as THE DOUBTFUL GUEST, THE HAPLESS CHILD, and THE UNSTRUNG HARP. He is noted for illustrating numerous works by other writers — HG Wells, T.S Eliot, Lewis Carroll — as well as his work on THE NEW YORKER. He won a Tony Award for costume design in 1978.
“He is a native of Chicago, where he attended The School of the Art Institute for one semester in 1943 before joining the Army. ELEGANT ENIGMAS: THE ART OF EDWARD GOREY will be the first major Chicago exhibition of his artwork.”
GOREYESQUE (cf. March 11) was itself born in conjunction with the exhibition, “an online literary journal featuring work inspired by the spirit and aesthetic of Edward Gorey.” A rather more scholarly venue than one such as I might submit to, but submit I did. It seemed like fun. And so one of two poems that they accepted has appeared in its second issue, available here, titled “New Arrival” concerning the telltale signs of a vampiress new, as it were, to the business of undeath.
The poem itself, alone as a lagniappe (although the whole issue is well worth reading, as well as clicking on the “menu” at upper right and exploring the other parts of GOREYESQUE), can also be reached directly by pressing here. While the other, self-explanatorily named “The Short, Tragic Love of the Lobster and the Crab,” will hopefully be in a future issue.
jamesdorrwriter 
May 21, 2014 at 11:18 am
Love that poem! Indeed, it is every bit as fun and flavorful as a Gorey piece of art (with one of his lines below it). I have a bunch of his books — “The Beastly Baby” being one of my favorites!
May 21, 2014 at 4:16 pm
Marge, thanks. I could see the illustration in my mind, the woman in a slinky evening gown in a nightclub setting, but wearing a paper bib, perhaps with a little picture of a lobster on it — or of someone’s neck (maybe with an arrow or an X pointing to the appropriate spot).