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Could you visit me in dreams? That would cheer me. Sweet to see friends in the night, however short the time.

Anne Carson

Existence will not stop until it gets to beauty.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
A man moves through time. It means nothing except that, like a harpoon, once thrown he will arrive.
ANNE CARSON

Arrival Man Move Time Willing
It is easier to tell a story of how people wound one another than of what binds them together.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
You used to say. “Desire doubled is love and love doubled is madness.” Madness doubled is marriage I added when the caustic was cool, not intending to produce a golden rule.
ANNE CARSON

Desire Double Gold Love Madness Marriage Rule
They were two superior eels at the bottom of the tank and they recognized each other like italics.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
Simply do something else and return to it later to find the problem wasn’t a problem at all. Ruptures almost always lead to a stronger project.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
Time isn’t made of anything. It is an abstraction. Just a meaning that we impose upon motion.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
Meanwhile music pounded / across hearts opening every valve to the desperate drama of being / a self in a song.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
Each night about this time he puts on sadness like a garment and goes on writing.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
Poetry – poiesis means a thing made.
ANNE CARSON

Creation Poetry
Do you remember when they taught cursive in schools? I think they don’t anymore. But I still enjoy it – just the physical act and all the – the whole business of making a thing out of language.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
Give me a world, you have taken the world I was.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
Those nights lying alone are not discontinuous with this cold hectic dawn. It is who I am.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
We participate in the creation of the world by decreating ourselves.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
Reality is a sound, you have to tune in to it not just keep yelling.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
Why does tragedy exist? Because you are full of rage. Why are you full of rage? Because you are full of grief.
ANNE CARSON

Angry Existence Grief Tragedy Yourself

Could you visit me in dreams? That would cheer me. Sweet to see friends in the night, however short the time.

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