When they made love Geryon liked to touch in slow succession each of the bones of Herakles' back as it arched away from him into who knows what dark dream of its own, running both hands all the way down from the base of the neck to the end of the spine which he can cause to shiver like a root in the rain.
Anne CarsonAll human desire is poised on an axis of paradox, absence and presence its poles, love and hate its motive energies.
Anne CarsonI am a drop of gold he would say I am molten matter returned from the core of earth to tell you interior things-
Anne CarsonMaking is always a slightly hopeful thing because once you've made something, it'll - the world will be different.
Anne Carson