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I am not a person who feels easy talking about blood or desire. I rarely used the word woman myself. But such things are the natural facts of what we are, I suppose we have to follow out these signs in the endless struggle against forgetting. The truth is, I lived out my adolescence mainly in default of my father's favor. But I perceived that I could trouble him less if I had no gender.
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Kreon: here are Kreon's verbs for today Adjudicate Legislate Scandalize Capitalize here are Kreon's nouns Men Reason Treason Death Ship of State Mine Chorus: "mine" isn't a noun Kreon: it is if you capitalize it"
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power
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all the tall mad mountains of her mind
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loss
trauma
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Your separateness could kill you unless I take it from you as a sickness.
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CHORUS Many are the shapes of things divine. Many are the unexpected acts of gods. What we imagined did not come to pass -- God found a way to be surprising. That's how this went.
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poetry
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I: Dreams give us more than we ask M: I'm not talking about dreams no one's dreams are of any use to anyone else I: Why M: They are merely experiments an experimental surface I: But surely that involves at least let's say an organizing effort M: Nothing takes place but the place I: Are you serious
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Oh look, here's Death at the gate! Punctual as ever.
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poetry
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In Renaissance painting every point in space is accounted for. Here is a point, Anna, discoursing with the phenomenologist from Wiesbaden and raising her eyes to heaven. Standing just outside their line of vision, I slide my eye to the left. Postmetaphysical myself,
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e istoria sou arkhizei te stigme pou o Erotas eisballei mesa sou. Aute e eisbole einai o megaluteros kindunos tes zoes sou. To pos te kheirizesai einai deiktes tes poiotetas, tes sophias kai tes eugeneias pou ekheis mesa sou. Kathos te kheirizesai, erkhesai s' epaphe me ta osa krubeis mesa sou, m' enan tropo aiphnidio kai ekplektiko. Antilambanesai ti eisai, ti sou leipei, ti tha mporouses na eisai.
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Anne Carson |
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As tree shapes from mist / Her young death / Loose / In you.
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grief
poetry
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You know who I am. You know my naked power.
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Anne Carson |
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As a sweet apple turns red on a high branch, high on the highest branch and the applepickers forgot-- well, no they didn't forget--were not able to reach
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Anne Carson |
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It is the edge separating my tongue from the taste for which it longs that teaches me what an edge is.
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Anne Carson |
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I stopped watching. I forgot about Nudes. I lived my life, which felt like a switched-off TV. Something had gone through me and out and I could not own it.
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Unsociable even at home and unable to meet the eyes of strangers when she ventured out, Emily made her awkward way across days and years whose bareness appalls her biographers.
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I prayed and fasted. I read the mystics. I studied the martyrs. I began to think I was someone thirsting for God.
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stolen my reasoning mind" (Theognis 1271). Eros is expropriation. He robs the body of limbs, substance, integrity and leaves the lover, essentially, less. This"
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Anne Carson |
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Love does not happen without loss of vital self. The lover is the loser. Or so he reckons. But his reckoning involves a
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Anne Carson |
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Oral cultures and literate cultures do not think, perceive or fall in
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Pass down an alley then turn a corner and there it is. Volcano in a wall. Do you see that, says Ancash. Beautiful, Herakles breathes out. He is looking at the men. I mean the fire, says Ancash. Herakles grins in the dark. Ancash watches the flames. We are amazing beings, Geryon is thinking. We are neighbors of fire. And now time is rushing towards them where they stand side by side with arms touching, immortality on their faces, night at th..
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Anne Carson |
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There is something you should know. And the right way to know it is by a cherrying of your mind.
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Anne Carson |
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It is generally anger dreams that occupy my nights now. This is not uncommon after loss of love-- blue and black and red blasting the crater open. I am interested in anger.
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grief
loss
love
breaking-up
loss-of-love
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not to believe, that is, in the story of his own life. Bold move.
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MEGARA Wait for worse? You love the light so much? AMPHITRYON I do, I love its hopes.
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he smashes the black car of his luck.
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Tragedy is not concerned with human justice. Tragedy is the statement of an expiation, but not he miserable expiation of a codified breach of a local arrangement organized by the knaves for the fools. The tragic figure represents the expiation of the original sin, of the original and eternal sin of...having been born.
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Nothing is as it was before, after the screen has gone to black. Darkness lies on the soul. To use Beckett's phrase, "what cowers behind it begins to seep through." With her new shopping cart Hekabe, queen of Troy, will be prowling the aisled for dog biscuits."
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You will see me, like a mountain animal, bitter little animal
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He felt Herakles' hand move on his thigh and Geryon's head went back like a poppy in a breeze --
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herakles
mythology
intimacy
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Aidos ("shame") is a vast work in Greek. Shame vibrates with honor and also with disgrace, with what is chaste and with what is erotic, with coldness and also with blushing. Shame is felt before the eyes of others and also in facing oneself...shame is a split emotion."
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The fact is that there are people, good people who, not because they want to but all the same, fall in love with the wrong thing.
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Anne Carson |
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like a girl gone mad, in blood,
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Anne Carson |
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Nothing is as it was before, after the screen has gone to black. Darkness lies on the soul. To use Beckett's phrase, "what cowers behind it begins to seep through." With her new shopping cart Hekabe, queen of Troy, will be prowling the aisle for dog biscuits."
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Anne Carson |
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What difference would such power make to someone in love? What would the lover ask of time if he were in control?
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Anne Carson |
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Perhaps the hardest thing about losing a lover is to watch the year repeat its days. It is as if I could dip my hand down into time and scoop up blue and green lozenges of April heat a year ago in another country. I can feel that other day running underneath this one like an old videotape
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time
loss
love
losing-love
repetition
grieving
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My mother always closes her bedroom drapes tight before going to bed at night. I open mine as wide as possible. I like to see everything, I say. What's there to see? Moon. Air. Sunrise. All that light on your face in the morning. Wakes you up. I like to wake up.
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light
poem
poetry
drapes
waking-up
sleeping
morning
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Banal sexism aside, I find myself tempted to read as one thick stacked act of revenge for all that life withheld from Emily. But the poetry shows traces of a deeper explanation. As if anger could be a kind of vocation for some women. It is a chilly thought.
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revenge
poem
poetry
wuthering-heights
emily-bronte
sexism
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Anne Carson |
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The basic rules of male-female relations were imparted atmospherically in our family, no direct speech allowed.
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sex
poem
relationships
poetry
male-female-relationships
men-and-women
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My religion makes no sense therefore I pursue it.
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