Life pulls softly inside your bindings. The pod glows – dear stench.
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Anand Thakur
Life pulls softly inside your bindings. The pod glows – dear stench.
ANNE CARSONWe are only midway through the central verse of our youth when we see ourselves begin to blacken. … We had been seduced into thinking that we were immortal and suddenly the affair is over.
ANNE CARSONWhen I desire you a part of me is gone.
ANNE CARSONTo be running breathlessly, but not yet arrived, is itself delightful, a suspended moment of living hope.
ANNE CARSONIt is for God to fix the time who knows no time.
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 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 remember too much,” my mother said to me recently. “Why hold onto all that?” And I said, “where can I put it down?
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 CARSONI am kind of a curmudgeonly person, so I don’t gravitate to groups or traditions, which is probably just pretentious of me.
ANNE CARSONAristotle says that metaphor causes the mind to experience itself in the act of making a mistake.
ANNE CARSONMy religion makes no sense and does not help me therefore I pursue it.
ANNE CARSONWhen 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.
ANNE CARSONWhen an ecstatic is asked the question, What is it that love dares the self to do? she will answer: Love dares the self to leave itself behind, to enter into poverty.
ANNE CARSONHe stood against the wind and let it peel him clean.
ANNE CARSON