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I am alone here in my own mind. There is no map and there is no road. It is one of a kind just as yours is.

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
Mind
Maps
Road
Alone
Kind

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O yellow eye, let me be sick with your heat, let me be feverish and frowning.
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This is what poems are: with mercy for the greedy, they are the tongue's wrangle, the world's pottage, the rat's star.
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Pulling off the fat diamond engagement ring, pulling off the elopement wedding ring, and holding them, clicking them in thumb and forefinger, the indent of twenty-five years, like a tiny rip leaving its mark.
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You who have inhabited me in the deepest and most broken place, are going, going
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You must be a poet, a lady of evil luck desiring to be what you are not, longing to be what you can only visit.
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Meanwhile in my head, I’m undergoing open-heart surgery.
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Don’t worry if they say you’re crazy. They said that about me and yet I was saner than all of them. I knew. No matter. You know. Insane or sane, you know. It’s a good thing to know - no matter what they call it.
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Don't bite till you know if it's bread or stone.
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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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Once I was beautiful. Now I am myself, Counting this row and that row of moccasins Waiting on the silent shelf.
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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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sorrow is easier than guilt.
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For I could not read or speak and on the long nights I could not turn the moon off or count the lights of cars across the ceiling.
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When they turn the sun on again I'll plant children under it, I'll light up my soul with a match and let it sing.
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Not that it was beautiful, but that I found some order there.
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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
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