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 Time (36 Poems)
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 ...
Briar Rose (Sleeping Beauty) (Anne Sexton Poems)
Considera girl who keeps slipping off,arms limp as old carrots,into the hypnotist's trance,into a spirit worldspeaking with the gift of ...
The Death Baby (Anne Sexton Poems)
1. DREAMSI was an ice baby.I turned to sky blue.My tears became two glass beads.My mouth stiffened into a dumb ...
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 ...
Suicide Note (Anne Sexton Poems)
You speak to me of narcissism but I reply that it is a matter of my life - Artaud"At this ...
The Addict (Anne Sexton Poems)
Sleepmonger,deathmonger,with capsules in my palms each night,eight at a time from sweet pharmaceutical bottlesI make arrangements for a pint-sized journey.I'm ...
The Inventory Of Goodbye (Anne Sexton Poems)
I have a pack of letters, I have a pack of memories. I could cut out the eyes of both. ...
The Double Image (Anne Sexton Poems)
1. I am thirty this November. You are still small, in your fourth year. We stand watching the yellow leaves ...
The Red Dance (Anne Sexton Poems)
There was a girl who danced in the city that night, that April 22nd, all along the Charles River. It ...
The Break Away (Anne Sexton Poems)
Your daisies have come on the day of my divorce: the courtroom a cement box, a gas chamber for the ...
Rowing (Anne Sexton Poems)
A story, a story! (Let it go. Let it come.) I was stamped out like a Plymouth fender into this ...
The Death King (Anne Sexton Poems)
I hired a carpenter to build my coffin and last night I lay in it, braced by a pillow, sniffing ...
The Division Of Parts (Anne Sexton Poems)
1. Mother, my Mary Gray, once resident of Gloucester and Essex County, a photostat of your will arrived in the ...
The Fury Of Flowers And Worms (Anne Sexton Poems)
Let the flowers make a journey on Monday so that I can see ten daisies in a blue vase with ...
Some Foreign Letters (Anne Sexton Poems)
I knew you forever and you were always old, soft white lady of my heart. Surely you would scold me ...
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 ...
Doors, Doors, Doors (Anne Sexton Poems)
1. Old Man Old man, it's four flights up and for what? Your room is hardly bigger than your bed. ...
The Expatriates (Anne Sexton Poems)
My dear, it was a moment to clutch for a moment so that you may believe in it and believing ...
Rapunzel (Anne Sexton Poems)
A woman who loves a woman is forever young. The mentor and the student feed off each other. Many a ...
Flee On Your Donkey (Anne Sexton Poems)
Because there was no other place to flee to, I came back to the scene of the disordered senses, came ...
Mr. Mine (Anne Sexton Poems)
Notice how he has numbered the blue veins in my breast. Moreover there are ten freckles. Now he goes left. ...
August 17th (Anne Sexton Poems)
Good for visiting hospitals or charitable work. Take some time to attend to your health. Surely I will be disquieted ...
The Frog Prince (Anne Sexton Poems)
Frau Doktor, Mama Brundig, take out your contacts, remove your wig. I write for you. I entertain. But frogs come ...
Cigarettes And Whiskey And Wild, Wild Women (Anne Sexton Poems)
(from a song) Perhaps I was born kneeling, born coughing on the long winter, born expecting the kiss of mercy, ...
The Addict (Anne Sexton Poems)
Sleepmonger, deathmonger, with capsules in my palms each night, eight at a time from sweet pharmaceutical bottles I make arrangements ...
Briar Rose (Sleeping Beauty) (Anne Sexton Poems)
Consider a girl who keeps slipping off, arms limp as old carrots, into the hypnotist's trance, into a spirit world ...
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 ...
Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs (Anne Sexton Poems)
No matter what life you lead the virgin is a lovely number: cheeks as fragile as cigarette paper, arms and ...