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A woman who writes feels too much.

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
Writes
Woman
Feels
Writing
Much

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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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Our eyes are full of terrible confessions.
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Let the light be called Day so that men may grow corn or take busses.
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When the cow gives blood and the Christ is born we must all eat sacrifices. We must all eat beautiful women.
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There is an animal inside me, clutching fast to my heart, a huge crab.
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What's the point of fighting the dollars when all you need is a warm bed? When the dog barks you let him in. All we need is someone to let us in. And one other thing: to consider the lilies in the field.
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I said, the poets are there I hear them singing and lying around their round table and around me still.
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The fish are naked. The fish are always awake. They are the color of old spoons and caramels.
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Death, I need my little addiction to you. I need that tiny voice who, even as I rise from the sea, all woman, all there, says kill me, kill me.
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Craft is a trick you make up to let you write the poem.
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Those moments before a poem comes, when the heightened awareness comes over you, and you realize a poem is buried there somewhere, you prepare yourself. I run around, you know, kind of skipping around the house, marvelous elation. It’s as though I could fly.
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O yellow eye, let me be sick with your heat, let me be feverish and frowning.
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Images are the heart of poetry ... You're not a poet without imagery.
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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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