Poems by Anne Sexton
The Wedding Ring Dance
... pulling off the fat diamond engagement ring, ...
Going Gone
... Precious." And you are glad you have given ...
The Inventory Of Goodbye
... I must disembowel it and then set the heart, the legs, ...
That Day
... " Bourne! Then I knew you in your dream and prayed of our time ...
The Children
... Listen. We must all stop dying in the little ways, ...
The Dead Heart
... " And I said, merely to myself, "I wish it could be for a ...
Gods
... No one.She went to the Atlantic, the Pacific, for surely God ...
Said The Poet To The Analyst
... that one night in Nevada: telling how the magic jackpot ...
The Double Image
... I will forget how we bumped away from each other like marionettes ...
The Bells
... I, laughing, lifted to your high shoulder ...
The Red Dance
... and this strange Sappho knew she would enter the lights ...
The Room Of My Life
... the fireplace a knife waiting for someone to pick it up, ...
The Big Heart
... "Too many things are occurring for even a big heart to hold ...
Frenzy
... I am not lazy. I am on the amphetamine of the soul ...
Cripples And Other Stories
... Of course, I'd known it from the start ...
