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We humans seem disastrously in love with this thing (whatever it is) that glitters on the earth– we call it life.

Anne Carson

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

Anand Thakur
I 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 CARSON

Anand Thakur
I never had much education in English poetry as such.
ANNE CARSON

Education Myself Poetry
Reality is a sound, you have to tune in to it not just keep yelling.
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
Making is always a slightly hopeful thing because once you’ve made something, it’ll – the world will be different.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
He was trying to fit this Herakles onto the one he knew.
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Himself Known Oneself Try
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.
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Desire Double Gold Love Madness Marriage Rule
Caught between the tongue and the taste.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
I am kind of a curmudgeonly person, so I don’t gravitate to groups or traditions, which is probably just pretentious of me.
ANNE CARSON

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

Creation Poetry
One of the principle qualities of pain is that it demands an explanation.
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Demand Explanation Pain Principle Quality
He stood against the wind and let it peel him clean.
ANNE CARSON

Cleaning Himself Wind
If your way of life is writing, then everything that happens becomes a sentence.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
When I desire you a part of me is gone.
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 humans seem disastrously in love with this thing (whatever it is) that glitters on the earth– we call it life.

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We humans seem disastrously in love with this thing (whatever it is) that glitters on the earth– we call it life.

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