Cinderella (Anne Sexton Poems)
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 ...
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 ...
Oh sharp diamond, my mother! I could not count the cost of all your faces, your moods- that present that ...
I was tired of being a woman,tired of the spoons and the post,tired of my mouth and my breasts,tired of ...
In my dreamI milked a cow,the terrible udderlike a great rubber lilysweated in my fingersand as I yanked,waiting for the ...
For my mother, born March 1902, died March 1959 and my father, born February 1900, died June 1959 Gone, I ...
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 ...
1. I am thirty this November. You are still small, in your fourth year. We stand watching the yellow leaves ...
I am not lazy. I am on the amphetamine of the soul. I am, each day, typing out the God ...
I stand before the sea and it rolls and rolls in its green blood saying, "Do not give up one ...
It was also my violent heart that broke, falling down the front hall stairs. It was also a message I ...
1. Mother, my Mary Gray, once resident of Gloucester and Essex County, a photostat of your will arrived in the ...
In my dream I milked a cow, the terrible udder like a great rubber lily sweated in my fingers and ...
You always read about it: the plumber with the twelve children who wins the Irish Sweepstakes. From toilets to riches. ...
I was tired of being a woman, tired of the spoons and the post, tired of my mouth and my ...
Oh sharp diamond, my mother! I could not count the cost of all your faces, your moods-- that present that ...
For my Mother, born March 1902, died March 1959 and my Father, born February 1900, died June 1959 Gone, I ...
A woman who loves a woman is forever young. The mentor and the student feed off each other. Many a ...
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