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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
Poet
Writer
Newton
Massachusetts
Anne Gray Harvey
Face
Faces
Hands
Life
Kitchen
Poetry

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The stars are pears that no one can reach, even for a wedding. Perhaps for a death.
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Poetry to me is prayer.
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Today life opened inside me like an egg.
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Put your ear down close to your soul and listen hard.
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And tonight our skin, our bones, that have survived our fathers, will meet, delicate in the hold, fastened together in an intricate lock. Then one of us will shout, My need is more desperate! and I will eat you slowly with kisses even though the killer in you has gotten out.
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In an old time there was a king as wise as a dictionary.
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I think of myself as writing for one person, that one perfect reader who understands and loves.
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Rejoice with the day lily for it is born for a day to live by the mailbox and glorify the roadside
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I tell you what you’ll never really know: all the medical hypothesis that explained my brain will never be as true as these struck leaves letting go.
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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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The beautiful feeling after writing a poem is on the whole better even than after sex, and that's saying a lot.
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Oh sharp diamond, my mother! I could not count the cost of all your faces, your moods that present that I lost. Sweet girl, my deathbed, my jewel-fingered lady...
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Take your foot out of the graveyard, they are busy being dead.
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I would sell my life to avoid the pain that begins in the crib with its bars or perhaps with your first breath when the planets drill your future into you.
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... and my love stays bitterly glowing, spasms of it will not sleep, and I am helpless and thirsty and need shade but there is no one to cover me- not even God.
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Not that it was beautiful, but that I found some order there.
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