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A review by kstephens22
Glass, Irony and God by Anne Carson
4.0
I feel I am turning into Emily Bronte
my lonely life around me like a moor
Okay, said Isaiah, so I save the nation. What do you do?
God exhaled roughly.
I save the fire, said God.
Thus their contract continued.
“I wonder if there might not be another idea of human order than repression, another notion of human virtue than self control, another kind of human self than one based on disassociation of inside and outside.”
my lonely life around me like a moor
Okay, said Isaiah, so I save the nation. What do you do?
God exhaled roughly.
I save the fire, said God.
Thus their contract continued.
“I wonder if there might not be another idea of human order than repression, another notion of human virtue than self control, another kind of human self than one based on disassociation of inside and outside.”