Anne Carson's poetry - characterized by various reviewers as "short talks", "essays", or "verse narratives" - combines the confessional and the critical in a voice all her own.
Many readers (including me) first knew her through “The Glass Essay,” a 38-page multipart lyric narrative in 1995’s “Glass, Irony and God.” The poem is an inspired mash-up: a confessional-style “I” recounts a breakup with a lover and a visit to an aged mother while considering the life and writings of Emily Brontë and reporting on her surrealist visions of nudes.
In a recent comment about verse novels I mentioned The Glass Essay by Anne Carson. Not too epic though – it’s about 45 pages long – long for a poem, but short for an epic.
For the last few years, since I first read it, this has been probably my favourite poem. It’s presented as a series of poems, or sections rather, as they wouldn’t really work on their own.
G and Sad take a road trip, ending up at a strange clinic in an icy northland.
A handful of other characters derive — nominally — from Greek mythology. She’s having fun.” are delivered in narrow strips of type, justified at both margins like newspaper columns.