Anne Carson, from "Tag"
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You disappear? Yes and then come back.
Moments of death I call them.
Anne Carson, from Autobiography of Red
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Anne Carson, from The Glass Essay
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Anne Carson, from Red Doc> [ID in alt text]
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[ID: A page of a play. It reads as follows, "Theseus: Stop. Give me your hand. I am your friend. / Herakles: I fear to stain your clothes with blood. / Theseus: Stain them, I don't care." End text.]
Herakles - Euripides (Tr. Anne Carson)
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Sophocles, from "Electra: A Tragedy," translated by Anne Carson
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The Glass Essay, Anne Carson | Molly Brodak, Molly Brodak
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Anne Carson, Autobiography of Red [ID in ALT]
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anne carson: simple moving poem about awkward dinners with not-quite-friends and the ennui that comes with realizing this mundane unhappiness is all adult life is sometimes
insane people on twitter: has she ever tried being happy? i like going to dinner with friends, what’s wrong with her? she can afford to go out to dinner, she shouldn’t complain. just be a cooler hang, skill issue. this isn’t my exact experience (i like my friends) therefore this poem is bad and unrelatable and pretentious. she can’t debone a fish? loser.
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Could you visit me in dreams? That would cheer me. Sweet to see friends in the night, however short the time.
Anne Carson, from Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides
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Sophocles, Elektra, trans. Anne Carson [1123-1140].
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david foster wallace, susannah irene, anne carson
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