
ALT O Small Sad Ecstasy of Love Anne Carson I like being with you all night with closed eyes. What luck—here you are coming along the stars! I did a road trip all over my mind and heart and there you were kneeling by the roadside with your little toolkit fixing something. Give me a world, you have taken the world I was.

ALT Outside the Frame It is enough, now, anywhere, with everyone you love there to talk to. And to listen. Slowly we can tell each other some things about our lives: runs, rests, brief resolutions; falls, and lulls; hard joyful runs, in certainty; dull, sweet durances, human silences; look back in at the children, the regular, neutral flicker of their blood; pale, solemn, long-legged animal-gods in their sleep, growing into their lives, in their sleep.




























