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Blue eyes wash off sometimes.

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
Blue
Eyes
Eye
Sometimes
Wash

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I grow old on my bitterness.
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Frog has no nerves. Frog is as old as a cockroach. Frog is my father's genitals. Frog is a malformed doorknob. Frog is a soft bag of green.
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As for me, I am a watercolor. I wash off.
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stop the darkness and its amputations and find the real McCoy in the private holiness of my hands.
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I raise my pelvis to God so that it may know the truth of how flowers smash through the long winter.
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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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Not that it was beautiful, but that I found some order there.
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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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I love you. You are closest to my heart, closer than any other human being. You are my extension. You are my prayer. You are my belief in God. For better or worse you inherit me.
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My mouth blooms like a cut.
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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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Today God gives milk / and I have the pail.
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Bless all useful objects, the spoons made of bone, the mattress I cook my dreams upon, the typewriter that is my church with an altar of keys always waiting.
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