So about an hour later we are in the taxishooting along empty country roads towards town.The April light is clear as an alarm.As we pass them it gives a sudden sense of every objectexisting in space on its own shadow.I wish I could carry this clarity with meinto the hospital where distinctions tend to flatten and coalesce.I wish I had been nicer to him before he got crazy.These are my two wishes.

-Anne Carson

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