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Decreation Paperback – October 10, 2006
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This kind of work is an example of what strong poets should be attempting to do today and it is one reason why Ms. Carson is the brightest bard of our hour, worthy to stand on the heights with Emily Dickinson and Paul Celan.
As I read these poems and essays I feel that my own imagination and intellect are struck by a light that is feminine and precise, strong, even rutheless, breath taking in its wilful ascents and descents, and firmly dedicated to its own unique spiritual quest.
There are passages in the poems in which I encountered the truly indescribable. Few are the poets these days that will dare to take on such possiblities and labors. Most poets writing are grinding out stuff that sounds like the slightly piqued pseudo-spiritual musings of third-rate diarists. But not Ms. Carson.
I must confess I can hardly wait for her next volume but for now I have too much to ponder as I watch my own mind quietly re-organized by Anne Carson's on-going aesthetic triumphs.
This is a woman not only in contact with her animal body, but in contact with the guide on the journey to knowing. Her deep questioning alone is worth reading this book, to bear witness to her bearing witness--an infinitely real human, an infinitely real poet--perhaps what the negative reviewer was picking up on was the sense of sadness that penetrates through her intellect as she investigates love and loss.
It's a rather dismal view of life, and one that does not impress me. It strikes me as the work of a writer who would rather read of the rage of Achilles than stake her own heart in the bungled human comedy.
Carson is the greatest translator of Sappho that one can imagine, and in matters of elegant expression she lacks nothing.
I adore this book.
"Nothing that is not there and
THE nothing that is."
Beautiful, moving, thrilling, lucid and sublime.