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Only my books anoint me, and a few friends, those who reach into my veins.

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
Anoint
Veins
Reach
Books
Friends
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No one to hate except the slim fish of memory that slides in and out of my brain.
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Even without wars, life is dangerous.
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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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Jewels! Today each twig is important, each ring, each infection, each form is all that the gods must have meant.
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Even so, I must admire your skill. You are so gracefully insane.
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Craft is a trick you make up to let you write the poem.
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Thief!- how did you crawl into, crawl down alone into the death I wanted so badly and for so long.
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