Anne Sexton

(9 November 1928 – 4 October 1974 / Newton, Massachusetts)

Elegy In The Classroom


In the thin classroom, where your face
was noble and your words were all things,
I find this boily creature in your place;

find you disarranged, squatting on the window sill,
irrefutably placed up there,
like a hunk of some big frog
watching us through the V
of your woolen legs.

Even so, I must admire your skill.
You are so gracefully insane.
We fidget in our plain chairs
and pretend to catalogue
our facts for your burly sorcery

or ignore your fat blind eyes
or the prince you ate yesterday
who was wise, wise, wise.

Submitted: Monday, March 29, 2010
Edited: Thursday, November 10, 2011

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  • Rookie - 40 Points Imelda Ortega Suzara (11/19/2014 11:52:00 AM)

    This might be about a teacher who the student speaker sees as a dual role prince/frog depending on his appearance or mood? The day before he was a prince, today a frog. It's funny. (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 5,527 Points Eric Ericson (11/19/2014 3:09:00 AM)

    In the end I am not sure what it is about, but it is always interesting to ponder Anne's madness. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 2,988 Points Pranab K Chakraborty (11/19/2012 10:47:00 PM)

    and when we read the line...the prince you ate yesterday....if prince the word used as prince to mean then the spirit to craft the expression make us decided to value...'your words were all things, '. Readers also watching through the velocity of woolen legs....the classroom and the elegy. Wise indeed. (Report) Reply

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