Hurry Up Please It’s Time (Anne Sexton Poems)
What is death, I ask. What is life, you ask. I give them both my buttocks, my two wheels rolling ...
What is death, I ask. What is life, you ask. I give them both my buttocks, my two wheels rolling ...
Many are the deceivers: The suburban matron, proper in the supermarket, list in hand so she won't suddenly fly, buying ...
Angels of the love affair, do you know that other,the dark one, that other me?1. ANGEL OF FIRE AND GENITALSAngel ...
No matter what life you leadthe virgin is a lovely number:cheeks as fragile as cigarette paper,arms and legs made of ...
Considera girl who keeps slipping off,arms limp as old carrots,into the hypnotist's trance,into a spirit worldspeaking with the gift of ...
1. DREAMSI was an ice baby.I turned to sky blue.My tears became two glass beads.My mouth stiffened into a dumb ...
In dreams the same bad dream goes on. Like some gigantic German toy the house has been rebuilt upon its ...
a prayerO Mary, fragile mother, hear me, hear me now although I do not know your words. The black rosary ...
I am in a crate, the crate that was ours,full of white shirts and salad greens,the icebox knocking at our ...
For months my hand was sealed off in a tin box. Nothing was there but the subway railings. Perhaps it ...
A woman who loves a woman is forever young. The mentor and the student feed off each other. Many a ...
The speaker in this case is a middle-aged witch, me- tangled on my two great arms, my face in a ...
There was a girl who danced in the city that night, that April 22nd, all along the Charles River. It ...
Here, in the room of my life the objects keep changing. Ashtrays to cry into, the suffering brother of the ...
"Too many things are occurring for even a big heart to hold." - From an essay by W. B. Yeats ...
There can be certain potions needled in the clock for the body's fall from grace, to untorture and to plead ...
His awful skin stretched out by some tradesman is like my skin, here between my fingers, a kind of webbing, ...
I hired a carpenter to build my coffin and last night I lay in it, braced by a pillow, sniffing ...
Under my bowels, yellow with smoke, it waits. Under my eyes, those milk bunnies, it waits. It is waiting. It ...
Darkness as black as your eyelid, poketricks of stars, the yellow mouth, the smell of a stranger, dawn coming up, ...
It was also my violent heart that broke, falling down the front hall stairs. It was also a message I ...
If I could blame it all on the weather, the snow like the cadaver's table, the trees turned into knitting ...
Inside many of us is a small old man who wants to get out. No bigger than a two-year-old whom ...
"Angels of the love affair, do you know that other, the dark one, that other me?" 1. ANGEL OF FIRE ...
Consider a girl who keeps slipping off, arms limp as old carrots, into the hypnotist's trance, into a spirit world ...
Father, this year's jinx rides us apart where you followed our mother to her cold slumber; a second shock boiling ...
No matter what life you lead the virgin is a lovely number: cheeks as fragile as cigarette paper, arms and ...
They come on to my clean sheet of paper and leave a Rorschach blot. They do not do this to ...
What is death, I ask. What is life, you ask. I give them both my buttocks, my two wheels rolling ...
1. DREAMS I was an ice baby. I turned to sky blue. My tears became two glass beads. My mouth ...
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