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 ...
Anne Sexton Poems on People (22 Poems)
The House (Anne Sexton Poems)
In dreams the same bad dream goes on. Like some gigantic German toy the house has been rebuilt upon its ...
Live (Anne Sexton Poems)
Live or die, but don't poison everything… Well, death's been here for a long time — it has a hell ...
45 Mercy Street (Anne Sexton Poems)
In my dream, drilling into the marrow of my entire bone, my real dream, I'm walking up and down Beacon ...
Killing The Love (Anne Sexton Poems)
I am the love killer,I am murdering the music we thought so special,that blazed between us, over and over.I am ...
Consorting With Angels (Anne Sexton Poems)
I was tired of being a woman,tired of the spoons and the post,tired of my mouth and my breasts,tired of ...
The Nude Swim (Anne Sexton Poems)
On the southwest side of Capriwe found a little unknown grottowhere no people were and weentered it completelyand let our ...
The Author Of The Jesus Papers Speaks (Anne Sexton Poems)
In my dreamI milked a cow,the terrible udderlike a great rubber lilysweated in my fingersand as I yanked,waiting for the ...
Locked Doors (Anne Sexton Poems)
For the angels who inhabit this town, although their shape constantly changes, each night we leave some cold potatoes and ...
The Big Heart (Anne Sexton Poems)
"Too many things are occurring for even a big heart to hold." - From an essay by W. B. Yeats ...
You, Doctor Martin (Anne Sexton Poems)
You, Doctor Martin, walk from breakfast to madness. Late August, I speed through the antiseptic tunnel where the moving dead ...
The Fury Of Overshoes (Anne Sexton Poems)
They sit in a row outside the kindergarten, black, red, brown, all with those brass buckles. Remember when you couldn't ...
The Fury Of Sunrises (Anne Sexton Poems)
Darkness as black as your eyelid, poketricks of stars, the yellow mouth, the smell of a stranger, dawn coming up, ...
The Interrogation Of The Man Of Many Hearts (Anne Sexton Poems)
Who's she, that one in your arms? She's the one I carried my bones to and built a house that ...
Consorting With Angels (Anne Sexton Poems)
I was tired of being a woman, tired of the spoons and the post, tired of my mouth and my ...
Live (Anne Sexton Poems)
Live or die, but don't poison everything... Well, death's been here for a long time -- it has a hell ...
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 ...
The Author Of The Jesus Papers Speaks (Anne Sexton Poems)
In my dream I milked a cow, the terrible udder like a great rubber lily sweated in my fingers and ...
Killing The Love (Anne Sexton Poems)
I am the love killer, I am murdering the music we thought so special, that blazed between us, over and ...
45 Mercy Street (Anne Sexton Poems)
In my dream, drilling into the marrow of my entire bone, my real dream, I'm walking up and down Beacon ...
The Nude Swim (Anne Sexton Poems)
On the southwest side of Capri we found a little unknown grotto where no people were and we entered it ...
All My Pretty Ones (Anne Sexton Poems)
Father, this year's jinx rides us apart where you followed our mother to her cold slumber; a second shock boiling ...