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The self forms at the edge of desire, and a science of self arises in the effort to leave that self behind.

Anne Carson

Life pulls softly inside your bindings. The pod glows – dear stench.
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Anand Thakur
A refugee population is hungry for language and aware that anything can happen.
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Anand Thakur
Why does tragedy exist? Because you are full of rage. Why are you full of rage? Because you are full of grief.
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Angry Existence Grief Tragedy Yourself
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.
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Anand Thakur
A man moves through time. It means nothing except that, like a harpoon, once thrown he will arrive.
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Arrival Man Move Time Willing
When I began to be published, people got the idea that I should ‘teach writing,’ which I have no idea how to do and don’t really believe in.
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Anand Thakur
Love dares the self to leave itself behind, to enter into poverty.
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Dare Leaving Love Poverty
Sometimes a journey makes itself necessary.
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Journey Necessary Time
It is when you are asking about something that you realize you yourself have survived it, and so you must carry it, or fashion it into a thing that carries itself.
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Desire is no light thing.
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Comfortable means gradually more and more flattened down, more and more blunt – less and less sharp and biting into you.
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The words we read and words we write never say exactly what we mean. The people we love are never just as we desire them. The two symbols never perfectly match. Eros is in between.
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Anand Thakur
I mean, every thought starts over, so every expression of a thought has to do the same. every accuracy has to be invented… I feel I am blundering in concepts too fine for me.
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Anand Thakur
I never had much education in English poetry as such.
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Education Myself Poetry
You remember too much,” my mother said to me recently. “Why hold onto all that?” And I said, “where can I put it down?
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Anand Thakur
Could you visit me in dreams? That would cheer me. Sweet to see friends in the night, however short the time.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur

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