Anne Sexton

Anne Sexton

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Anne Sexton (November 9, 1928 – October 4, 1974) was an American poet known for her highly personal, confessional verse. She won the Pulitzer Prize for poetry in 1967 for her book Live or Die.
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Live

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Live or die, but don't poison everything… Well, death's been here for a long time — it has a hell of a lot to do with hell and suspicion of the eye and the religious objects and how I mourned them when they were made obscene by my dwarf-heart's do...
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The Starry Night

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That does not keep me from having a terrible need of — shall I say the word — religion
Then I go out at night to paint the stars
— Vincent Van Gogh in a letter to his
The town does not existexcept where one black-haired tree slipsup...
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The Inventory Of Goodbye

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I have a pack of letters,
I have a pack of memories
I could cut out the eyes of both
I could wear them like a patchwork apron
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Buying The Whore

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You are the roast beef I have purchasedand I stuff you with my very own onion
You are a boat I have rented by the hourand I steer you with my rage until you run aground
You are a glass that I have paid to shatterand I swallow the pieces ...
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Killing The Love

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I am the love killer,
I am murdering the music we thought so special,that blazed between us, over and over
I am murdering me, where I kneeled at your kiss
I am pushing knives through the handsthat created two into one
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Cockroach

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Roach, foulest of creatures, who attacks with yellow teeth and an army of cousins big as shoes, you are lumps of coal that are mechanized and when I turn on the light you scuttle into the corners and there is this hiss upon the land
Yet I kno...
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Woman with Girdle

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Your midriff sags toward your knees;
your breast lie down in air,
their nipples as uninvolved
as warm starfish
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Briar Rose Sleeping Beauty

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Considera girl who keeps slipping off,arms limp as old carrots,into the hypnotist's trance,into a spirit worldspeaking with the gift of tongues
She is stuck in the time machine,suddenly two years old sucking her thumb,as inward as a snail,lea...
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Cigarettes And Whiskey And Wild Wild Women

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(from a song)Perhaps I was born kneeling,born coughing on the long winter,born expecting the kiss of mercy,born with a passion for quicknessand yet, as things progressed,
I learned early about the stockadeor taken out, the fume of the enema
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Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs

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No matter what life you leadthe virgin is a lovely number:cheeks as fragile as cigarette paper,arms and legs made of Limoges,lips like Vin Du Rhône,rolling her china-blue doll eyesopen and shut
Open to say,
Good Day Mama,and shut for the...
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Her Kind

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I have gone out, a possessed witch,haunting the black air, braver at night;dreaming evil,
I have done my hitchover the plain houses, light by light:lonely thing, twelve-fingered, out of mind
A woman like that is not a woman, quite
I...
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Young

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A thousand doors agowhen I was a lonely kidin a big house with fourgarages and it was summeras long as I could remember,
I lay on the lawn at night,clover wrinkling over me,the wise stars bedding over me,my mother's window a funnelof yellow h...
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Sylvias Death

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for Sylvia Plath O Sylvia,
Sylvia, with a dead box of stones and spoons, with two children, two meteors wandering loose in a tiny playroom, with your mouth into the sheet, into the roofbeam, into the dumb prayer, (Sylvia,
Sylvia where di...
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Consorting With Angels

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I was tired of being a woman,tired of the spoons and the post,tired of my mouth and my breasts,tired of the cosmetics and the silks
There were still men who sat at my table,circled around the bowl I offered up
The bowl was filled with pu...
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The Fury Of Cocks

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There they are drooping over the breakfast plates, angel-like, folding in their sad wing, animal sad, and only the night before there they were playing the banjo
Once more the day's light comes with its immense sun, its mother trucks, its eng...
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The Fury Of Sunsets

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Something cold is in the air, an aura of ice and phlegm
All day I've built a lifetime and now the sun sinks to undo it
The horizon bleeds and sucks its thumb
The little red thumb goes out of sight
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