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Those nights lying alone are not discontinuous with this cold hectic dawn. It is who I am.

Anne Carson

He came after Homer and before Gertrude Stein, a difficult interval for a poet.
ANNE CARSON

Difficult Interval Poet
My religion makes no sense and does not help me therefore I pursue it.
ANNE CARSON

Help Myself Pursue Religion
The self forms at the edge of desire, and a science of self arises in the effort to leave that self behind.
ANNE CARSON

Behind Desire Edge Effort Form Leaving
They were two superior eels at the bottom of the tank and they recognized each other like italics.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
I’ve come to understand that the best one can hope for as a human is to have a relationship with that emptiness where God would be if God were available, but God isn’t.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
The man has a theory. The woman has hipbones. Here comes Death.
ANNE CARSON

Death Man Theory Woman
No one will ever make necessity not happen.
ANNE CARSON

Necessary Need
Each night about this time he puts on sadness like a garment and goes on writing.
ANNE CARSON

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

Anand Thakur
Under the seams runs the pain.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
I do think I have an ability to record sensual and emotional facts and factoids, to construct a convincing surface of what life feels like, both physical life and emotional life.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
It is easier to tell a story of how people wound one another than of what binds them together.
ANNE CARSON

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

Creation Poetry
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.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
Love dares the self to leave itself behind, to enter into poverty.
ANNE CARSON

Dare Leaving Love Poverty

Those nights lying alone are not discontinuous with this cold hectic dawn. It is who I am.

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