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Why have your eyes gone into their own room?
Goodnight they are saying
from their little leathery doors.
(Anne Sexton (1928-1974), U.S. poet. "Your Face on the Dog's Neck.")
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For America is a lady rocking on a porch in an unpainted house on an unused road but Anne does not see it.
(Anne Sexton (1928-1974), U.S. poet. "Sixth Psalm.")
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The slime pool that the dog drowned in . . .
A drunk vomiting up a teaspoon of bile . . .
Washing the polio off the grapes when I was ten . . .
A Harvard book bag in Rome . . .
(Anne Sexton (1928-1974), U.S. poet. "Letters to Dr. Y.....")
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There is no news in fear
but in the end it's fear
that drowns you.
(Anne Sexton (1928-1974), U.S. poet. "Imitations of Drowning.")
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I know the ice in your drink is senile.
I know your smile will develop a boil.
You know only that you are on top,
swinging like children on the money swing....
(Anne Sexton (1928-1974), U.S. poet. "The Money Swing.")
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the bone dry voices of the peepers
as they throb like advertisements.
(Anne Sexton (1928-1974), U.S. poet. "It Is a Spring Afternoon.")
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Come be my snooky
and I will give you a root.
That kind of voyage,
rank as honeysuckle.
(Anne Sexton (1928-1974), U.S. poet. "Briar Rose (Sleeping Beauty).")
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