Southern gothic

To stare at nothing is to learn by heart What all of us will be swept into, and baring oneself To the wind is feeling the ungraspable somewhere close by. Trees can sway or be still. Day or night can be what they wish. What we desire, more than a season or weather, is the comfort Of being strangers, at least to ourselves. This is the crux Of the matter, which is why even now we seem to be waiting For something whose appearance would be its vanishing— The sound, say, of a few leaves falling…

new orleans <3 I have seen Spanish moss covered trees in graveyards in Georgia. It is eerie and cool but the "moss" kills the trees.

In this article, you'll learn about Southern Gothic literature. First we'll define Southern Gothic followed by brief overview of its

Southern, Midwestern, and Southwestern Gothic.