Our conversation—bedlam— Our laughter, ill at ease—

Welcome to a particularly delirious episode of Edicts on E. Dicks, where our sleep-deprived hosts discuss the third episode of Apple TV+’s Dickinson, “The only Ghost I ever saw.” Seances, Millard Fillmore, the return of ‘Nobody,’ and a horny Mrs. Dickinson fantasizing about a shipwrecked Norwegian sea captain while rubbing up against a bedpost are all prominent features in an episode that alternates between goofy insta-Wicca and an actual sense of dread!

In the Spirit (ooooh) of this episode, we also dissect our star charts and discover that Kyle and Ben should never date (honestly, what would our couple name even be? ‘Ken’?? ‘Byle’?? Do people even do couple names anymore? Or have we collectively decided to move on?) and that Ben remains skeptical as to the veracity of using the placement of the stars at your time of birth to determine your personality. Classic Scorpio Rising, am I right?

As always, you can email us at edictsonedicks@gmail.com. But understand that if you do, you will receive an abominably long email from Kyle (noted Double Air/Water sign). 

We also have two poems today:

The only Ghost I ever saw
Was dressed in Mechlin—so—
He wore no sandal on his foot—
And stepped like flakes of snow—
His mien, was soundless, like the Bird—
But rapid—like the Roe—
His fashions, quaint, Mosaic—
Or haply, Mistletoe—

His conversation—seldom—
His laughter, like the Breeze—
That dies away in Dimples
Among the pensive Trees—

Our interview—was transient—
Of me, himself was shy—
And God forbid I look behind—
Since that appalling Day!


Witchcraft was hung, in History,
But History and I
Find all the Witchcraft that we need
Around us, every Day—

Happy Spring Solstice, everyone!


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