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Sunday, 30 January 2011

scylla


















anne carson on le mepris/ homer / gift economies

… the female as a content without form whose boundaries are inadequate … she leaks, she swells… the monsters of greek myth are females with deranged boundaries ; scylla, sphinx, harpies

are you an inately unbounded thing, the movie asks?

she wraps herself in boundlessness and exits