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When I'm writing, I know I'm doing the thing I was born to do.

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
Born
Inspirational
Writing
Thing

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I've grown tired of love You are the trouble with me I watch you walk right by
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I rot on the wall, my own Dorian Gray.
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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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She is so naked and singular. She is the sum of yourself and your dream. Climb her like a monument, step after step. She is solid.
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Suicide is, after all, the opposite of the poem.
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I find now, swallowing one teaspoon of pain, that it drops downward to the past where it mixes with last year’s cupful and downward into a decade’s quart and downward into a lifetime’s ocean. I alternate treading water and deadman’s float.
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I think I've been writing black poems all along, wearing my white mask. I'm always the victim ... but no longer!
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Thumbs grow into my throat. I wear slaps like a spot of rouge.
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Yes, I know. Death sits with his key in my lock. Not one day is taken for granted. Even nursery rhymes have put me in hock.
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I am in my own mind. I am locked in the wrong house.
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You cutting the lawn, fixing the machines, all this leprous day and then more vodka, more soda and the pond forgiving our bodies, the pond sucking out the throb.
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Our children tremble in their teen-age cribs, whirling off on a thumb or a motorcycle.
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sorrow is easier than guilt.
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Daylight is nobody's friend. God comes in like a landlord and flashes on his brassy lamp.
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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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I am torn in two but I will conquer myself.
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We are America. We are the coffin fillers. We are the grocers of death. We pack them in crates like cauliflowers.
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