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 ...
Angels of the love affair, do you know that other,the dark one, that other me?1. ANGEL OF FIRE AND GENITALSAngel ...
1. DREAMSI was an ice baby.I turned to sky blue.My tears became two glass beads.My mouth stiffened into a dumb ...
I was tired of being a woman,tired of the spoons and the post,tired of my mouth and my breasts,tired of ...
There they are drooping over the breakfast plates, angel-like, folding in their sad wing, animal sad, and only the night ...
Earth, earth,riding your merry-go-roundtoward extinction,right to the roots,thickening the oceans like gravy,festering in your caves,you are becoming a latrine.Your trees ...
A shoe with legs, a stone dropped from heaven, he does his mournful work alone, he is the old prospector ...
They sit in a row outside the kindergarten, black, red, brown, all with those brass buckles. Remember when you couldn't ...
for my friend Ruth, who urges me to make an appointment for the Sacrament of Confesson Concerning your letter in ...
God loafs around heaven, without a shape but He would like to smoke His cigar or bite His fingernails and ...
If I could blame it all on the weather, the snow like the cadaver's table, the trees turned into knitting ...
Take away your knowledge, Doktor. It doesn't butter me up. You say my heart is sick unto. You ought to ...
One day He tipped His top hat and walked out of the room, ending the argument. He stomped off saying: ...
Let the flowers make a journey on Monday so that I can see ten daisies in a blue vase with ...
One day He tipped His top hat and walked out of the room, ending the arguement. He stomped off saying: ...
If you danced from midnight to six A.M. who would understand? The runaway boy who chucks it all to live ...
1. Old Man Old man, it's four flights up and for what? Your room is hardly bigger than your bed. ...
A woman who loves a woman is forever young. The mentor and the student feed off each other. Many a ...
Because there was no other place to flee to, I came back to the scene of the disordered senses, came ...
Ms. Sexton went out looking for the gods. She began looking in the sky -expecting a large white angel with ...
Here, in the room of my life the objects keep changing. Ashtrays to cry into, the suffering brother of the ...
A story, a story! (Let it go. Let it come.) I was stamped out like a Plymouth fender into this ...
The summer sun ray shifts through a suspicious tree. though I walk through the valley of the shadow It sucks ...
"Angels of the love affair, do you know that other, the dark one, that other me?" 1. ANGEL OF FIRE ...
I was tired of being a woman, tired of the spoons and the post, tired of my mouth and my ...
What is death, I ask. What is life, you ask. I give them both my buttocks, my two wheels rolling ...
Earth, earth, riding your merry-go-round toward extinction, right to the roots, thickening the oceans like gravy, festering in your caves, ...
1. DREAMS I was an ice baby. I turned to sky blue. My tears became two glass beads. My mouth ...
There will be mud on the carpet tonight and blood in the gravy as well. The wifebeater is out, the ...
A woman who loves a woman is forever young. The mentor and the student feed off each other. Many a ...
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