Desire doubled is love and love doubled is madness.
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Anand Thakur
Desire doubled is love and love doubled is madness.
ANNE CARSONEach night about this time he puts on sadness like a garment and goes on writing.
ANNE CARSONSimply 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 CARSONWhat makes life life and not a simple story? Jagged bits moving never still, all along the wall.
ANNE CARSONDesire is no light thing.
ANNE CARSONThose nights lying alone are not discontinuous with this cold hectic dawn. It is who I am.
ANNE CARSONWe’re talking about the struggle to drag a thought over from the mush of the unconscious into some kind of grammar, syntax, human sense; every attempt means starting over with language. Starting over with accuracy.
ANNE CARSONYou can never know enough, never work enough, never use the infinitives and participles oddly enough, never impede the movement harshly enough, never leave the mind quickly enough.
ANNE CARSONI don’t read reviews and I don’t know what to do with opinions, so I just lose them. They take up space, they become a process of manufacturing a persona, which I want to avoid.
ANNE CARSONCaught between the tongue and the taste.
ANNE CARSONYou 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 CARSONMaking is always a slightly hopeful thing because once you’ve made something, it’ll – the world will be different.
ANNE CARSONLife pulls softly inside your bindings. The pod glows – dear stench.
ANNE CARSONThe man has a theory. The woman has hipbones. Here comes Death.
ANNE CARSONI never had much education in English poetry as such.
ANNE CARSONAt least half of your mind is always thinking, I’ll be leaving; this won’t last. It’s a good Buddhist attitude. If I were a Buddhist, this would be a great help. As it is, I’m just sad.
ANNE CARSON