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Myths are stories about people who become too big for their lives temporarily, so that they crash into other lives or brush against gods. In crisis their souls are visible.

Anne Carson

Meanwhile music pounded / across hearts opening every valve to the desperate drama of being / a self in a song.
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Anand Thakur
He was trying to fit this Herakles onto the one he knew.
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Himself Known Oneself Try
Myths are stories about people who become too big for their lives temporarily, so that they crash into other lives or brush against gods. In crisis their souls are visible.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
Philosophers say man forms himself in dialogue.
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Anand Thakur
All human desire is poised on an axis of paradox, absence and presence its poles, love and hate its motive energies.
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Anand Thakur
Here we go mother on the shipless ocean. Pity us, pity the ocean, here we go.
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Anand Thakur
Poetry – poiesis means a thing made.
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Creation Poetry
Life pulls softly inside your bindings. The pod glows – dear stench.
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Anand Thakur
You can get used to eating breakfast with a man in a fedora. You can get used to anything, my mother was in the habit of saying.
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Eat Habit Man Mom Talk Yourself
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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Anand Thakur
They were two superior eels at the bottom of the tank and they recognized each other like italics.
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Anand Thakur
Maybe I could have been good as a drawer if I had done it as much as I did writing, but it’s more scary to draw. It’s more revealing. You can’t disguise yourself in drawing.
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Anand Thakur
Sometimes I dream a sentence and write it down. It’s usually nonsense, but sometimes it seems a key to another world.
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Anand Thakur
We participate in the creation of the world by decreating ourselves.
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Anand Thakur
You 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.
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Anand Thakur
You remember too much,” my mother said to me recently. “Why hold onto all that?” And I said, “where can I put it down?
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur

Myths are stories about people who become too big for their lives temporarily, so that they crash into other lives or brush against gods. In crisis their souls are visible.

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Myths are stories about people who become too big for their lives temporarily, so that they crash into other lives or brush against gods. In crisis their souls are visible.

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