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

Anne Carson

He was trying to fit this Herakles onto the one he knew.
ANNE CARSON

Himself Known Oneself Try
Meanwhile music pounded / across hearts opening every valve to the desperate drama of being / a self in a song.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
No one will ever make necessity not happen.
ANNE CARSON

Necessary Need
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 is a good place to situate our distrust of fake women.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
If your way of life is writing, then everything that happens becomes a sentence.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
All human desire is poised on an axis of paradox, absence and presence its poles, love and hate its motive energies.
ANNE CARSON

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

Education Myself Poetry
It is for God to fix the time who knows no time.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
We 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 CARSON

Anand Thakur
What is the fear inside language? No accident of the body can make it stop burning.
ANNE CARSON

Accident Body Burn Fear Language
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
Homer 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 CARSON

Anand Thakur
Sometimes a journey makes itself necessary.
ANNE CARSON

Journey Necessary Time
To be running breathlessly, but not yet arrived, is itself delightful, a suspended moment of living hope.
ANNE CARSON

Arrival Breathe Delight Hope Live Moments Run
They were two superior eels at the bottom of the tank and they recognized each other like italics.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur

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

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