Here is my latest Edna St. Vincent Millay dress
This one of a kind dress is made from this sonnet:
“She had a horror he would die at night.
And sometimes when the light began to fade
She could not keep from noticing how white
The birches looked — and then she would be afraid,
Even with a lamp, to go about the house
And lock the windows; and as night wore on
Toward morning, if a dog howled, or a mouse
Squeaked in the floor, long after it was gone
Her flesh would sit awry on her. By day
She would forget somewhat, and it would seem
A silly thing to go with just this dream
And get a neighbor to come at night and stay.
But it would strike her sometimes, making tea:
_She had kept that kettle boiling all night long, for company._”
― Edna St. Vincent Millay
This is Camden, Maine, where Millay grew up.
Tonic of the Woods
the inspiration behind the creations
Photos, stories and concept ©Kay Stephens
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