++ HALLOWEEN 2016: ALL SOULS
Poem by Edith Wharton, scents by Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab.
And now that they rise and walk in the cold,
Let us warm their blood and give youth to the old.
Let them see us and hear us, and say: “Ah, thus
In the prime of the year it went with us!”
Till their lips drawn close, and so long unkist,
Forget they are mist that mingles with mist!
For the year’s on the turn, and it’s All Souls’ night,
When the dead can burn and the dead can smite.
Bruised violets chilled by eucalyptus blossom, ice musk, and black cypress tar.
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