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To be running breathlessly, but not yet arrived, is itself delightful, a suspended moment of living hope.

Anne Carson

I am a drop of gold he would say I am molten matter returned from the core of earth to tell you interior things.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
Do you remember when they taught cursive in schools? I think they don’t anymore. But I still enjoy it – just the physical act and all the – the whole business of making a thing out of language.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
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
Love is a good place to situate our distrust of fake women.
ANNE CARSON

Anand Thakur
We participate in the creation of the world by decreating ourselves.
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Anand Thakur
Up against another human being one’s own procedures take on definition.
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Anand Thakur
Those nights lying alone are not discontinuous with this cold hectic dawn. It is who I am.
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
What is the fear inside language? No accident of the body can make it stop burning.
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Accident Body Burn Fear Language
Love dares the self to leave itself behind, to enter into poverty.
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Dare Leaving Love Poverty
Life pulls softly inside your bindings. The pod glows – dear stench.
ANNE CARSON

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

Education Myself Poetry
Could you visit me in dreams? That would cheer me. Sweet to see friends in the night, however short the time.
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
A refugee population is hungry for language and aware that anything can happen.
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

To be running breathlessly, but not yet arrived, is itself delightful, a suspended moment of living hope.

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