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"When the sun rises she will be animal again, she will leap up, wild heart beating against her thin hide. It gets easier every day, having four legs, heeding the morning glory's old song, the strange warmth of sun on her neck. This is better than a palace, she thinks, to run faster than she's ever run, to outpace her old fears, the hands that would hold her down. Her feet nothing but flashes, blue eyes still human and shadowy, peering through white pine."

—Jeannine Hall Gailey, The White Doe

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For Goldilocks: the Husband Speaks

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The wonderful illustrator Tasha Tudor as a girl using a rhubarb leaf as a parasol.

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Kristin Vestgård says that her paintings are the ‘voice of (her) silence’.

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"Then a wolf sang in the forest. She lifted her head. She suddenly knew frost and running and black stillness, and a platinum moon, red feasts and wild hymnings, lovers with quicksilver eyes and the race of the ice and wind and stars smashed under the hard soles of her four feet."

—Tanith Lee, Wolfland

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Louise Glück, from "Timor Mortis" in Poems 1962-2012

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"The Brothers Karamazov", Fyodor Dostoevsky (translated by Constance Garnett)

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"An animal that could have devoured you yet chose instead to let you into the flank-quivering pulse of its exotic wildness."

Samantha Harvey, "Orbital"

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Aron Wiesenfeld

Lost Kingdom

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A Yearning for Eden

The wolf shall dwell with the lamb (...) They shall not hurt or destroy in all My holy mountain; for the earth shall be full of the knowledge of the Lord as the waters cover the sea.

Isaiah

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Choose an animal over a man anytime and every time..choose a devil ,ghost,demon ,vampire anything really over a man.Man are ahhh im out of words ,how much should i hate them...is it humanely possible to have this much hatred.

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Segni di Lusso - Vogue Italia (1990)

By Ellen von Unwerth

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"Sweet as the first wild violets, she, To her wild self"

—Charlotte Mew, The Farmer's Bride

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"So long as men-folk keep away. “Not near, not near!” her eyes beseech When one of us comes within reach. The women say that beasts in stall Look round like children at her call. I’ve hardly heard her speak at all."

—Charlotte Mew, The Farmer's Bride

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Sharada Tolton

"wild beasts guard the body of a martyr!"

colored pencil on renaissance paper. 12 x 18"