The Anthropology of Water, in Plainwater: Essays and Poetry, Anne Carson
Stars are spitting out of the cathedral as we enter Compostela: the cathedral! No it is not a mirage, this stupendous humming hulk of gold that stands as if run aground upon the plaza at the center of the city of Santiago. Built in the early years of the twelfth century, it was embellished toward the end of that century by one Master Mateo, who added the Portal of Glory to replace the original entrance. An entrance is important to a pilgrim: there can be only one.
The Anthropology of Water, in Plainwater: Essays and Poetry, Anne Carson Fog invents the imagination. We do not like to be surrounded by meaningless grotesquerie, we are animals who take it upon ourselves to find form in the misshapen.
The Anthropology of Water, in Plainwater: Essays and Poetry, Anne Carson An origin is not an action, although it occurs (perhaps loudly) at the very start and may open an action (as in breaking a gun).
The Anthropology of Water, in Plainwater: Essays and Poetry, Anne Carson Surprises make a child of us.... Unexpectedness moves us along.
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