Genlæste lige mit yndlingsdigt af Anne Carson. En af de niogtyve tangoer som netop udgør hendes essay om skønheden og ægteskabet, fordi begge dele altid skal danses til ende.
I DEDICATE THIS BOOK TO KEATS (IS IT YOU WHO
TOLD ME KEATS WAS A DOCTOR?) ON GROUNDS THAT
A DEDICATION HAS TO BE FLAWED IF A BOOK IS TO
REMAIN FREE AND FOR HIS GENERAL SURRENDER TO
A wound gives off its own light
If all the lamps in the house were turned out
you could dress this wound
by what shines from it.
Fair reader I offer merely an analogy.
“Use delay instead of picture or painting —
a delay in glass
as you would say a poem in prose or a spittoon in silver.”
of The Bride Stripped Bare by Her Bachelors
which broke in eight pieces in transit from the Brooklyn Museum
to Connecticut (1912).
What is being delayed?
Marriage I guess.
That swaying place as my husband called it.
Look how the word