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Poetry to me is prayer.

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
Poetry
Prayer

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Once I was beautiful. Now I am myself, Counting this row and that row of moccasins Waiting on the silent shelf.
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What a lay me down this is with two pink, two orange, two green, two white goodnights.
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Inside many of us is a small old man who wants to get out.
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I'll Vacuum up my stale hair, I'll pay all my neighbors' bad debts, I'll write a poem called Yellow and put my lips down to drink it up.
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My faith is a great weight hung on a small wire, as doth the spider hang her baby on a thin web.
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Mood can be as important as sense.
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Though rain curses the window let the poem be made.
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There is no word for time. Today we will not think to number another summer or watch its white bird into the ground.
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Suddenly I'm not half the girl I used to be. There's a shadow hanging over me . . . From me to you out of my electric devil.
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Rocks crumble, make new forms, oceans move the continents, mountains rise up and down like ghosts yet all is natural, all is change.
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In an old time there was a king as wise as a dictionary.
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Watch out for love (unless it is true, and every part of you says yes including the toes), it will wrap you up like a mummy, and your scream won't be heard and none of your running will run.
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Our children tremble in their teen-age cribs, whirling off on a thumb or a motorcycle.
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The stars are pears that no one can reach, even for a wedding. Perhaps for a death.
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And tonight our skin, our bones, that have survived our fathers, will meet, delicate in the hold, fastened together in an intricate lock. Then one of us will shout, My need is more desperate! and I will eat you slowly with kisses even though the killer in you has gotten out.
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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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Everyone in me is a bird I am beating all my wings
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It's a little mad, but I believe I am many people. When I am writing a poem, I feel I am the person who should have written it.
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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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Somebody who should have been born is gone.
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