“Then he met Herakles and the kingdoms of his life all shifted down a few notches. / They were two superior eels / at the bottom of the tank and they recognized each other like italics. / Geryon was going into the Bus Depot / one Friday night about three a.m. to get change to call home. Herakles stepped off / the buss from New Mexico and Geryon / came fast around the corner of the platform and there it was one of those moments / that is the opposite of blindness.”
from Anne Carson’s Autobiography of Red, which. The book is electricity and fire; the opposite of blindness. It’s like drinking hot coffee on a hot day of the hot season. It’s quite good.
