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Poetry Sunday: ‘Fox Woman,’ by Dorothy Gilbert

By Rebecca Foust
By Rebecca Foust

We see details of the decorous, eminently civilized inner space of the room occupied by the human “half” of the Fox Woman and her child; we see the child and feel his longing for his mother. We also see, in perhaps a way even deeper than is communicated by the art, the terrible urgency that compels the Fox Woman over the literal threshold, away from woman-, wife-, and motherhood and into wildness.

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