Anne Sexton

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

Anne Sexton Poems

1. Song For A Lady 8/7/2015
2. Some Foreign Letters 3/29/2010
3. Where I Live In This Honorable House Of The Laurel Tree 3/29/2010
4. The Legend Of The One-Eyed Man 3/29/2010
5. The Fury Of Cooks 3/29/2010
6. The Fury Of Jewels And Coal 3/29/2010
7. The Fallen Angels 3/29/2010
8. The Firebombers 3/29/2010
9. Torn Down From Glory Daily 3/29/2010
10. The Bells 3/29/2010
11. The Lost Ingredient 3/29/2010
12. The Child Bearers 3/29/2010
13. The Errand 3/29/2010
14. The Interrogation Of The Man Of Many Hearts 3/29/2010
15. Portrait Of An Old Woman On The College Tavern Wall 3/29/2010
16. The House 3/29/2010
17. The Kite 3/29/2010
18. The Stand-Ins 3/29/2010
19. The Road Back 3/29/2010
20. The Expatriates 3/29/2010
21. For Johnny Pole On The Forgotten Beach 3/29/2010
22. The Balance Wheel 3/29/2010
23. The Waiting Head 3/29/2010
24. The Division Of Parts 3/29/2010
25. The Wedding Ring Dance 3/29/2010
26. Woman With Girdle 3/29/2010
27. The Fury Of Guitars And Sopranos 3/29/2010
28. The Fury Of God's Good-Bye 3/29/2010
29. The Author Of The Jesus Papers Speaks 3/29/2010
30. The Play 3/29/2010
31. The Other 3/29/2010
32. The Fury Of Hating Eyes 3/29/2010
33. The Earth Falls Down 3/29/2010
34. The Break Away 3/29/2010
35. The Death King 3/29/2010
36. The Big Boots Of Pain 3/29/2010
37. The Touch 3/29/2010
38. The Fury Of Earth 3/29/2010
39. Raccoon 3/29/2010
40. The Break 3/29/2010

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  • Charlie puth (10/9/2018 11:01:00 PM)

    Today on things that didnt happen. Marvin is gay

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  • Harlean (9/22/2018 3:32:00 PM)

    She wanted to be Sylvia Plath so bad that it hurt.

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  • Cammy Michelson (5/27/2018 9:40:00 AM)

    A beautiful, unsettling work of art. A summary of a tortured and torturing life.

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    Great poems

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    I had to read it several times but it sunk in nicely. I may have to read it again.

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Best Poem of Anne Sexton

45 Mercy Street

In my dream,
drilling into the marrow
of my entire bone,
my real dream,
I'm walking up and down Beacon Hill
searching for a street sign -
namely MERCY STREET.
Not there.

I try the Back Bay.
Not there.
Not there.
And yet I know the number.
45 Mercy Street.
I know the stained-glass window
of the foyer,
the three flights of the house
with its parquet floors.
I know the furniture and
mother, grandmother, great-grandmother,
the servants.
I know the cupboard of Spode
the boat of ice, solid silver,
where the ...

Read the full of 45 Mercy Street

The Kiss

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 off, knot by knot

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