Potential Titles: Anne Carson

[somethingdarker]

Spring opens like a blade - Anne Carson "The Glass Essay"

To a solid unlit white sky - Anne Carson "The Glass Essay"

Hit my eyes from the inside - Anne Carson "The Glass Essay"

Into an atmosphere of glass - Anne Carson "The Glass Essay"

With knives of light - Anne Carson "The Glass Essay"

The stalled time after lunch - Anne Carson "The Glass Essay"

To watch the year repeat its days - Anne Carson "The Glass Essay"

A year ago in another country - Anne Carson "The Glass Essay"

Time in its transparent loops - Anne Carson "The Glass Essay"

A chill fragment of the moon - Anne Carson "The Glass Essay"

Accumulating lucidity - Anne Carson "The Glass Essay"

Exhales cold confusion - Anne Carson "The Glass Essay"

The constant cold departure - Anne Carson "The Glass Essay"

Broke all his moments in half - Anne Carson "The Glass Essay"

As if the sky was torn off - Anne Carson "The Glass Essay"

Who will not weep again - Anne Carson "The Glass Essay"

Under a load of time - Anne Carson "The Glass Essay"

And the deadly pain of alteration - Anne Carson "The Glass Essay"

A vocation of anger - Anne Carson "The Glass Essay"

From fire to shelter to fire - Anne Carson "The Glass Essay"

To prepare a misunderstanding - Anne Carson "The Glass Essay"

The fires of all the winds - Anne Carson "The Glass Essay"

Stood forth silver and necessary - Anne Carson "The Glass Essay"

All night with closed eyes - Anne Carson "O Small Sad Ecstasy of Love"

A road trip all over my mind and heart - Anne Carson "O Small Sad Ecstasy of Love"

We prize them as kings - Anne Carson "Pinplay" [selections]

Actually, not much of a number - Anne Carson "Pinplay" [selections]

A dismal little number - Anne Carson "Pinplay" [selections]

Battles are fought on greens - Anne Carson "Short Talk on Pain"

How secretly they lie - Anne Carson "Short Talk on Pain"

Floors of distant forests - Anne Carson "Short Talk on Pain"

One inside the other as torqued ellipses - Anne Carson "Thunderstorm Stack"

We do not think why hate Jezebel? - Anne Carson "Thunderstorm Stack"

Throwing trees against the house - Anne Carson "Thunderstorm Stack"

A bird flashed by as if mistaken - Anne Carson "Thunderstorm Stack"

You have little grounds to complain - Anne Carson "Wife of Brain"

To give least resistance - Anne Carson "Wife of Brain"

A steady cold channel of headwind - Anne Carson "Wife of Brain"

With eerie gentle purpose - Anne Carson "Wife of Brain"

Theirs is a volunteer intervention - Anne Carson "Wife of Brain"

A vortex above the leading edge - Anne Carson "Wife of Brain"

In an attitude of careless royalty - Anne Carson "Wife of Brain"


Poet's page at poets.org.


Navigation Links:
Go to C author index.
Go to author indices.
Go to word indices.
Go to category indices.