Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs (Anne Sexton Poems)
No matter what life you leadthe virgin is a lovely number:cheeks as fragile as cigarette paper,arms and legs made of ...
No matter what life you leadthe virgin is a lovely number:cheeks as fragile as cigarette paper,arms and legs made of ...
You always read about it:the plumber with the twelve childrenwho wins the Irish Sweepstakes.From toilets to riches.That story.Or the nursemaid,some ...
Everyone in me is a bird. I am beating all my wings. They wanted to cut you out but they ...
A young man is afraid of his demon and puts his handover the demon's mouth sometimes…— D. H. LawrenceI mentioned ...
Oh sharp diamond, my mother! I could not count the cost of all your faces, your moods- that present that ...
There they are drooping over the breakfast plates, angel-like, folding in their sad wing, animal sad, and only the night ...
Anger, as black as a hook, overtakes me. Each day, each Nazi took, at 8:00 A.M., a baby and sauteed ...
Until tonight they were separate specialties, different stories, the best of their own worst. Riding my warm cabin home, I ...
We are born with luck which is to say with gold in our mouth. As new and smooth as a ...
So it has come to this insomnia at 3:15 A.M., the clock tolling its engine like a frog following a ...
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 ...
What can I do with this bayonet? Make a rose bush of it? Poke it into the moon? Shave my ...
This singing is a kind of dying, a kind of birth, a votive candle. I have a dream-mother who sings ...
Herbs, garlic, cheese, please let me in! Souffles, salad, Parker House rolls, please let me in! Cook Helen, why are ...
There they are drooping over the breakfast plates, angel-like, folding in their sad wing, animal sad, and only the night ...
You always read about it: the plumber with the twelve children who wins the Irish Sweepstakes. From toilets to riches. ...
No matter what life you lead the virgin is a lovely number: cheeks as fragile as cigarette paper, arms and ...
A young man is afraid of his demon and puts his hand over the demon's mouth sometimes...-- D. H. Lawrence ...
Oh sharp diamond, my mother! I could not count the cost of all your faces, your moods-- that present that ...
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