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The Poet Dreams of Blodeuwedd for Francis Ledwidge (1887-1917) He dreamed of her, the woman made of flowers, someplace near Ypres, beneath the bombs. She walked in trenches that were also tombs and like a linnet sang through endless hours … Continue reading →

Let Them Say by Theodora Goss Let them say of me that I loved beauty, whether in the smallest things — spider webs on which the raindrops hung like crystal from a chandelier, the polychrome velvet of butterfly wings, or … Continue reading →

Some Books by Theodora Goss There are some books I return to again and again, the way I return to a beloved house where I was a child cutting out paper dolls I had drawn myself, creating their elaborate outfits … Continue reading →

I’m Going to Die of Something by Theodora Goss First they told you to eat fish, because it was good for you. Fish was brain food, blood vessel food, food for the soul, like the ocean in a fillet. Then … Continue reading →

On the Recent War by Theodora Goss Every child that died on either side was a song that will never be sung, a dance that will never be danced, a story that will never be told or written, a painting … Continue reading →

Pigeons and Peacocks by Theodora Goss I dreamed of a strange bird that looked like a pigeon, white and brown, but toward the back it had some feathers that were blue and green, iridescent, and its tail had the telltale … Continue reading →

How To Survive by Theodora Goss In a dream you saw a way to survive and you were full of joy. –Lorna Simpson In a dream you saw a way to survive the drowning, the death by arsenic, by lightning, … Continue reading →