Beauty to the Beast
by Theodora Goss
When I dare walk in fields, barefoot and tender,
trace thorns with my finger, swallow amber,
crawl into the badger’s chamber, comb
lightning’s loose hair in a crashing storm,
walk in a wolf’s eye, lie
naked on granite, ignore the curse
on the castle door, drive a tooth into the boar’s hide,
ride adders, tangle the horned horse,
when I dare watch the east
with unprotected eyes, then I dare love you, Beast.
(The image is an illustration for “Beauty and the Beast” by Walter Crane.)
Beauty and the Beast is one of my favorite fairy tales…and this poem is a stunning tribute to it!
I’m glad you like it! 🙂