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Poetry is my life, my postmark, my hands, my kitchen, my face.
Anne Sexton
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Anne Sexton
Age: 45 †
Born: 1928
Born: November 9
Died: 1974
Died: October 4
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Newton
Massachusetts
Anne Gray Harvey
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The future is a fog that is still hanging out over the sea, a boat that floats home or does not. The trade winds blow me, and I do not know where the land is the waves fold over each other they are in love with themselves sleeping in their own skin and I float over them and I do not know about tomorrow.
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Let the light be called Day so that men may grow corn or take busses.
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Writers are such phonies: they sometimes have wise insights but they don't live by them at all. That's what writers are like...you think they know something, but usually they are just messes.
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I suffer for birds and fireflies but not frogs, she said, and threw him across the room. Kaboom! Like a genie out of a samovar, a handsome prince arose in the corner of the bedroom.
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Let there be seasons so that our tongues will be rich in asparagus and limes.
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The town is silent. The night boils with eleven stars. Oh starry starry night! This is how I want to die.
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All the oxygen of the world was in them. All the feet of the babies of the world were in them. All the crotches of the angels of the world were in them. All the morning kisses of Philadelphia were in them.
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Daisies in water are the longest lasting flower you can give to someone. Fact. Buy daisies. Not roses.
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The snow has quietness in it no songs, no smells, no shouts or traffic. When I speak my own voice shocks me.
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The sky breaks. It sags and breathes upon my face. in the presence of mine enemies, mine enemies The world is full of enemies. There is no safe place.
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Everyone has left me except my muse, that good nurse. She stays in my hand, a mild white mouse.
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Today God gives milk / and I have the pail.
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think of innocent Icarus who is doing quite well: larger than a sail, over the fog and the blast of the plushy ocean, he goes. Admire his wings!
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Love? Be it man. Be it woman. It must be a wave you want to glide in on, give your body to it, give your laugh to it, give, when the gravelly sand takes you, your tears to the land. To love another is something like prayer and can't be planned, you just fall into its arms because your belief undoes your disbelief.
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Now, in my middle age, about nineteen in the head I'd say, I am rowing, I am rowing.
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The place I live in is a kind of maze and I keep seeking the exit or the home.
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I burn the way money burns.
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To die whole, riddled with nothing but desire for it, is like breakfast after love.
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And we are magic talking to itself, noisy and alone. I am queen of all my sins forgotten. Am I still lost? Once I was beautiful. Now I am myself
Anne Sexton
With this pen I take in hand my selves and with these dead disciples I will grapple. Though rain curses the window let the poem be made.
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