45 Mercy Street by Anne Sexton

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45 Mercy Street

In my dream,
drilling into the marrow
of my entire bone,
my real dream,
I'm walking up and d .........
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Anne Sexton

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Karen Kalweit (6/27/2008 11:49:00 PM)
I wm suprised to find myself looking for it, yet here I am. I can't find it either.

Dana Bowen (2/12/2008 10:13:00 PM)
This woman is amazing! I can't find Mercy Street either.

Michael Gale (9/12/2006 10:44:00 AM)
I cannot fathom that no one has read or commented on Anne Sexton's works.
She was a giantess of poetic talent of confessional poetry.
It seems that many of confessional poets suffer severely with depression and
usually or already have commited suicide or is sure to take one's own life.
Fish in a pocketbook is very imaginative and even more so to take them out and throw them at her street sign which probably symbolizes her life and depressed
wish to end her life as living on this earth. Great poem-i give it a ten.
God bless all poets-MJG.


Anne Sexton (October 4,1974 / Newton, Massachusetts)