About to start this one up. The collection covers the postmortal grief for a brother she barely knew, and that’s relevant to my interests atm. I may or may not be in-process with writing some things related to grief, so I guess that figures.
No one does it like she does it. Next week I’ll find the joy in winter, but this week I’m leaning into the bitter cold and injecting Anne Carson directly into my bone marrow
today i found myself moved to tears by various excerpts of autobiography of red & as a young girl i have related to eros the bittersweet more than most if not all coming of age novel… her interviews poems essays translations all make me feel so much
The film has so many moments of the most haunting and affecting imagery I’ve ever seen, and beyond that is staying with me in some kind of a sea-change way, which I don’t fully grasp. It’s freely available on YouTube (linked here). Kanopy, too. Go see it.
