Kapka Kassabova, from Someone Else’s Life; “My mother’s plants”

— Sara Teasdale, from “Love In Autumn,” in Helen of Troy and Other Poems

Following the beginning, Elizabeth Shull

Rolf Armstrong

Robert Hawcridge

James McCarthy

Joseph Wright of Derby - "Vesuvius in eruption, viewed from Posillipo" (1789)

@skyrigel

George MacDonald, from “The Complete Poems & Fairytales,” wr. c. 1905

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Dracula by The Northern Ballet, choreography by David Nixon

Britt Reagan

Your children cut their hands on glass by reaching through the mirror where the beloved one was hiding. You weren’t expecting this: you thought they wanted happiness, not laceration. You thought the happiness would appear simply, without effort or any kind of work, like a bird call or a pathside flower or a school of silvery fish but now they’ve cut themselves on love, and cry in secret, and your own hands go numb because there’s nothing you can do, because you didn’t tell them not to because you didn’t think you needed to and now there’s all this broken glass and your children stand red-handed still clutching at moons and echoes and emptiness and shadow, the way you did.

are there still beautiful things?