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A review by gothhotel
Autobiography of Red by Anne Carson
5.0
"The skin of the soul is a miracle of mutual pressures."
“A man moves through time. It means nothing except that like a harpoon, once thrown he will arrive.”
Dream-reading. Words that waltz off the page, spin you around, words that make you sit up straight. Anarchy, not disorder. At one point read while walking down the street. I don’t like to overexpose these things. It’s very good.
“A man moves through time. It means nothing except that like a harpoon, once thrown he will arrive.”
Dream-reading. Words that waltz off the page, spin you around, words that make you sit up straight. Anarchy, not disorder. At one point read while walking down the street. I don’t like to overexpose these things. It’s very good.