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.
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 CARSONThe self forms at the edge of desire, and a science of self arises in the effort to leave that self behind.
ANNE CARSONHe was trying to fit this Herakles onto the one he knew.
ANNE CARSONHe came after Homer and before Gertrude Stein, a difficult interval for a poet.
ANNE CARSONPhilosophers say man forms himself in dialogue.
ANNE CARSONLife pulls softly inside your bindings. The pod glows – dear stench.
ANNE CARSONConsider incompleteness as a verb.
ANNE CARSONHomer must have felt this pressure to come up with an epic poem that would sound totally new to an audience that had loved his previous best-seller.
ANNE CARSONIt is for God to fix the time who knows no time.
ANNE CARSONWhy does tragedy exist? Because you are full of rage. Why are you full of rage? Because you are full of grief.
ANNE CARSONDesire is no light thing.
ANNE CARSONMyths 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 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 CARSONLava bread makes you passionate.
ANNE CARSONWords bounce. Words, if you let them, will do what they want to do and what they have to do.
ANNE CARSON