A review by ellareads4
Glass, Irony and God by Anne Carson

5.0

"Crops of ice are changing to mud all around me
as I push on across the moor
warmed by drifts from the pale blue sun."

Obglitionaty read because it has a Brontë-related poem, and I suffer from acute Brontëmania. I will literally buy any book that has a remote Brontë reference. The poem itself, "The Glass Essay," was so beautiful and moving, and obviously, I loved its countless Wuthering Heights and moorland references. I also love narrative poems (reminder: I need to read Aurora Leigh soon!), and this was such a superb narrative poem.