a characteristic combination of the lyric and the gnomic: "I wanted to fill my elegy with light of all kinds. But death makes us stingy. There is nothing more to be expended on that, we think, he's dead. Love cannot alter it. Words cannot add to it. No matter how I try to evoke the starry lad he was, it remains a plain, odd history." Elegy and history are akin, Carson notes, and she invokes Herodotus, the father of history, as her guide.from Meghan O'Rourke: The New Yorker: The Unfolding
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