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God is only mocked by believers.

Anne Sexton

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Anne Sexton
Age: 45 †
Born: 1928
Born: November 9
Died: 1974
Died: October 4
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Writer
Newton
Massachusetts
Anne Gray Harvey
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I like you your eyes are full of language. [Letter to Anne Clarke, July 3, 1964.]
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And what of the dead? They lie without shoes in the stone boats. They are more like stone than the sea would be if it stopped. They refuse to be blessed, throat, eye and knucklebone.
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I would like to bury all the hating eyes under the sand somewhere.
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Meanwhile in my head, I’m undergoing open-heart surgery.
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I am not lazy. I am on the amphetamine of the soul. I am, each day, typing out the God my typewriter believes in.
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Love? Be it man. Be it woman. It must be a wave you want to glide in on, give your body to it, give your laugh to it, give, when the gravelly sand takes you, your tears to the land. To love another is something like prayer and can't be planned, you just fall into its arms because your belief undoes your disbelief.
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Put your mouthful of words away and come with me to watch the lilies open in such a field, growing there like yachts, slowly steering their petals without nurses or clocks.
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Rats live on no evil star
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I tied down time with a rope but it came back. Then I put my head in a death bowl and my eyes shut up like clams. They didn't come back.
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the marriage twists, holds firm, a sailor's knot.
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The windows, the starving windows that drive the trees like nails into my heart.
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Big heart, wide as a watermelon, but wise as birth, there is so much abundance in the people I have.
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the heart, this child of myself that resides in the flesh, this ultimate signature of the me, the start of my blindness and sleep, builds a death crèche.
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