I was reading Antigone when I was told of Harold Rosenberg’s death, and the sadness of the event has merged in my mind with some of the sadness of the play.
I keep thinking of a remark made by Antigone that is not only sad but strange. She has buried her brother in defiance of Creon, and when he asks her (more or less in these words): “Why are you so interested in the dead?” Antigone replies, “We spend more time with them than with the living.” Bu...
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