Anne Sexton

Anne Sexton

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 Больше
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Cigarettes And Whiskey And Wild Wild Women

(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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Her Kind

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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Killing The Love

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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Briar Rose Sleeping Beauty

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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Young

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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Buying The Whore

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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Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs

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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The Starry Night

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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Cockroach

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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Live

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 Inventory Of Goodbye

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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Woman with Girdle

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

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