![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Autobiography of Red, Carson’s fourth book, sold remarkably well for poetry (or whatever it actually is)-the number cited in a 2000 profile is 25,000 copies over two years-and was nominated for a National Book Critics Circle Award two years after its publication, Carson was awarded a MacArthur “Genius Grant.” Autobiography of Red was lauded up and down the literary world-my copy has blurbs from Michael Ondaatje, Alice Munro, Susan Sontag, and Michael Cunningham-and soon became a kind of shibboleth for a certain genre of reader. According to my reading log, I immediately followed it with Carson’s Eros, the Bittersweet and then If Not, Winter, both of which are very different projects, and both of which I admired for different reasons, but neither of which I loved like the story of Geryon. When I read it for the first time, a decade ago, I was enchanted, moved, delighted. Like many people, Autobiography of Red was my introduction to Anne Carson. ![]()
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