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Women tell time by the body. They are like clocks. They are always fastened to the earth, listening for its small animal noises.

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
Earth
Clocks
Women
Noises
Body
Clock
Always
Noise
Time
Listening
Like
Animal
Small
Tell
Fastened

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