by Anne Sexton
My mouth blooms like a cut.
I’ve been wronged all year, tedious
nights, nothing but rough elbows in them
and delicate boxes of Kleenex calling crybaby
crybaby, you fool!Before today my body was useless.
Now it’s tearing at its square corners.
It’s tearing old Mary’s garments…
What do you Hear? ...Nothing but the rain
"Then grab your gun and bring in the cat"
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I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naive or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman.
My pen knows what to do. I close my eyes and I see this girl who glows. A girl who radiates. When she smiles, she beams. She warms my heart. I open my eyes with a feeling of floating past all the garbage around me. I will emerge unscathed because I will not endeavor to hide myself from whatever is coming. Bring on the worst. I welcome it with open arms.
since feeling is first
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss you;
wholly to be a fool
while Spring is in the world
my blood approves,
and kisses are a better fate
than wisdom
lady i swear by all flowers. Don’t cry
- the best gesture of my brain is less than
your eyelids’ flutter which says
we are for each other; then
laugh, leaning back in my arms
for life’s not a paragraph
And death i think is no parenthesis
I wonder what you look like, under your t-shirt. I wonder what you sound like, when you’re not wearing words. I wonder what we have, when we’re not pretending.
To love to read is to exchange hours of ennui for hours of delight.
There was so much sadness in everything, even when things worked.
But there is suffering in life, and there are defeats. No one can avoid them. But it’s better to lose some of the battles in the struggles for your dreams than to be defeated without ever knowing what you’re fighting for.
There is no remedy so easy as books, which if they do not give cheerfulness, at least restore quiet to the most troubled mind.
There are so many fragile things, after all. People break so easily, and so do dreams and hearts.
I don’t know what God is.
I don’t know what death is.
But I believe they have between them
some fervent and necessary arrangement.
…
Sometimes
melancholy leaves me breathless.
…
Instructions for living a life:
Pay attention.
Be astonished.
Tell about it.
I don’t know what death is.
But I believe they have between them
some fervent and necessary arrangement.
…
Sometimes
melancholy leaves me breathless.
…
Instructions for living a life:
Pay attention.
Be astonished.
Tell about it.
So it’s always a process of letting go, one way or another.
You were like this knife
I had cut myself on,
every time I saw you
the wound wanted you back.
I had cut myself on,
every time I saw you
the wound wanted you back.
The moment one gives close attention to anything, even a blade of grass, it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself.
I am going to outlive myself. Eat, sleep, sleep, eat. Exist slowly, softly, like these trees, like a puddle of water, like the red bench in the streetcar.
